*~Hazel's POV~*
I stood frozen, locked in Cayden's arms, both of us gripping each other like the other might vanish. His body trembled slightly under my hands, Then, slowly, he pulled away.
My breath caught.
The terrifying form I had seen horns, black veins, inhuman wings—was gone. In its place was the Cayden I knew. The gorgeous, sharp-jawed Cayden with the piercing eyes
He cupped my chin gently and forced me to meet his gaze.
"Hazel…" he began, his voice low, uncertain. "There's something we need to tell you."
Something about the way he said it made my chest tighten. I swallowed hard.
He continued. "We wiped your memory."
I blinked.
The words didn't register at first. It was like he had spoken a language I didn't understand.
"You… what?" I breathed.
