Hazel's POV"I... I ... I am sorry," she all but murmured as she approached.But as she came closer, I realised that I might as well make someone else uncomfortable since I was not in the best of moods myself. And so I put on a facade of sweetness, a mask of false kindness to hide the contempt that simmered beneath the surface."Ah, Selene, my dear," I said, my voice dripping with obviously false charm as she set the tray down on the table beside me. "How thoughtful of you to bring me food."Selene flinched at my words, her movements hesitant as she avoided my gaze. It was almost amusing to watch her squirm under my scrutiny, to see her discomfort writ large upon her face. But I had little patience for her cowardice, little tolerance for her weakness."You're welcome, Hazel," she murmured, her voice barely more than a whisper as she busied herself with arranging the dishes on the tray.I watched her for a moment, taking in the way she avoided my gaze, the way she flinched at every wor
Hazel's POVSelene recoiled at my callousness, her eyes widening in shock at my heartless words. "But Hazel, she's my mother," she protested weakly, her voice barely more than a whisper. Oh come on. The way she was acting you would think I was some bigoted villain and an unforgivable wife beater. Well I guess I was the latter... But she deserves it and so it hardly counts. I snorted derisively, my patience wearing thin. Really, who gave this bitch wings today? "And you are my wife," I reminded her sharply, my voice cold and unyielding. "The Luna of Blood Moon. Your place is by my side, and nowhere else. Your family should be of no consequence to either of us."But despite my harsh words, Selene persisted, her determination unwavering as she continued to plead her case. "But Hazel, she's all alone. She needs me," she pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation."You will not leave this house," I reiterated, my voice dripping with menace as I leaned in closer to Selene. "If you try to
Hazel's POVAs I stepped out of the grand gates of the palace, the bustling streets of the capital city stretched out before me like a vibrant tapestry, each thread woven with the sights, sounds, and smells of life in the kingdom. The setting sun beat down upon the cobblestone streets, casting long shadows across the bustling marketplace as merchants called out their wares and eager shoppers haggled for the best deals.I strode purposefully through the streets. While my presence would normally be commanding the attention of all who crossed my path, decided I would rather just take things mildly today.. As the alpha King, I was used to the stares and whispers that followed in my wake, the murmurs of reverence and fear that echoed through the city like a chorus of voices.But as I made my way through the winding streets, my mind was far from the adulation of my subjects. I wanted to clear my head, and it had popped into my mind to do so with a little stroll, and being recognised would n
Hazel's POVI could have simply turned a blind eye to the unfolding drama, allowing the petty feud to play out without interference. But where was the fun in that? No, if there was one thing I relished above all else, it was the opportunity to meddle in the affairs of my enemies—to sow discord and chaos wherever I went, just to spite Alpha Phelan if nothing else. There was a limit to how badly or rudely I could treat Damian but that did not apply when I was not Alpha King Hazel.As I watched them run, I felt a surge of anticipation course through my veins. The thrill of the chase beckoned to me, a primal urge that stirred within me like a hungry beast, urging me to pursue the quarry that lay before me.The people that had caught my attention were running with a sense of urgency, their footsteps echoing through the deserted streets as they fled from an unseen pursuer. I couldn't help but wonder what had driven them to such desperate measures, what secrets they carried that warranted su
Hazel's POVThe Silver Hands members froze in their tracks, their faces contorted with a mixture of surprise and unease at my sudden appearance. I could feel their eyes on me, wary and distrustful, as they sized me up with a cautious wariness that only fueled my amusement."Well, well, well," I drawled, my voice dripping with mock sweetness as I sauntered towards them, my cloak billowing behind me like the wings of a vulture. "What do we have here? A pack of Silver Hands members causing trouble in my city? How...delightful."The members exchanged uneasy glances, their hands instinctively reaching for the weapons at their sides as they squared off against me, their expressions a mixture of defiance and fear. But beneath their bravado, I could sense the tremor of uncertainty in their voices, the lingering doubt that gnawed at the edges of their resolve."Alpha Hazel," one of them ventured, his voice tinged with a hint of nervousness as he addressed me with a begrudging respect. "This do
Hazel's POVThe alleyway was a scene of carnage and chaos as bodies fell in a tangled heap upon the cold cobblestones, the air thick with the stench of blood and death. But amidst the wreckage, I stood victorious, my chest heaving with exertion as I surveyed the aftermath of the battle."Looks like we win," I said, a smirk playing at the corners of my lips as I turned to the man who had fought by my side. "Not bad for a night's work, eh?"As the dust settled and the echoes of our battle faded into the night, I turned to face the man who had fought by my side, a predatory glint in my eye as I sized him up with a mixture of admiration and suspicion. He may have proven himself a worthy ally in the heat of combat, but I knew better than to trust a stranger, especially one who had been pursued by the Silver Hands pack. The aura he so well hid marking him as a Silver Hand was also what prompted me to act. I had a feeling I had stumbled upon something good.Before he could utter a word of gr
Hazel's POV As the fight wore on, I felt the burn of exertion seeping into my muscles, the relentless pace of our battle taking its toll on my weary body. But I refused to yield, drawing upon every ounce of strength and determination I possessed as I pressed on with unwavering resolve.And then, just when it seemed as though victory was within my grasp, my opponent seized upon an opportunity, his eyes flashing with a fierce determination as he launched a counterattack. I barely had time to react as he lashed out with a broken shard of glass, the makeshift weapon glinting in the dim light as it sliced through the air with deadly precision.I felt the sting of pain as the shard grazed my skin, a sharp reminder of the danger that lurked within the shadows. But I refused to let it slow me down, my adrenaline pumping as I redoubled my efforts, my claws slashing through the air with renewed ferocity.We traded blow for blow, each strike ringing out like a thunderclap as we clashed in a dea
Lycidas' POVAs I lounged in the forest, the dappled sunlight filtering through the thick canopy above, I idly flicked a stick across the surface of a small stream, watching with mild interest as it bobbed and twirled in the gentle current. Training had been grueling, and I was in dire need of a break. Closing my eyes, I let myself slip into a peaceful lull, my mind wandering. But even as I allowed myself to relax, my thoughts inevitably drifted to Mia. Her image danced in my mind's eye, her fiery spirit and fierce determination never failing to captivate me. I found myself smiling at the memory of our last encounter, her laughter ringing in my ears like music.Lost in my reverie, I almost did not notice the subtle shift in the forest around me—the sudden hush that fell over the trees, the faint rustle of underbrush as something large and powerful prowled through the shadows. I glanced up, my senses on high alert, and my heart skipped a beat as I caught sight of two massive bears mov