LOGINNicholas’s POV I stood on the balcony, hands gripping the stone railing so tight my knuckles turned white. My eyes scanned the forest stretching out beyond the palace walls. The trees looked peaceful, but I knew better. They were out there somewhere…hiding, waiting for night to fall so they could strike. My jaw clenched hard. This was all because of one vengeful bastard who couldn’t accept that his wife had fallen for someone else and had a child with him. After so many years, he still wanted Hazel dead. My mate. The thought made my wolf rage inside me, clawing to get out and tear everything apart. “Your Majesty.” Marco’s voice came from behind me. I didn’t turn around. “She’s here,” he said quietly. My jaw tightened even more. “Liora.” “Yes. She’s disguised as a man, thinking nobody would recognize her.” I scoffed. The audacity of that woman. After everything she had done…the poison, the attempts on Hazel’s life…she still dared to sneak into my palace. “Keep a close eye on
Nicholas’s POV “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.” The words hung in the air like a challenge. Alpha Jackson’s green eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my wolf instantly rise to the surface, snarling. I didn’t move. I waited, jaw tight, every muscle in my body coiled. Jackson swallowed, then continued, voice low. “You know I’ve always loved—” I didn’t let him finish. In one fast motion, I grabbed the front of his hospital gown and yanked him forward, my fingers twisting the fabric tight around his neck. His eyes widened, but he didn’t fight back. I brought my face close to his, teeth bared. “Say one more word out of your mouth,” I growled, voice deadly quiet, “and I’ll forget you’re still lying in a hospital bed. I’ll send you into a coma so fast your pack won’t even have time to blink.” The room went dead silent. Our eyes stayed locked in a fierce staring contest. Neither of us looked away. His breathing was shallow, but there was no fear in his
Dillian’s POV I broke through the surface of the water, my mind heavy with everything I had just discussed with my people. The meeting had been long and tense. My father’s army was unbeatable—the strongest warriors in the Northern Waters, trained for generations, fueled by pure hatred. Werewolves stood almost no chance against them. One song, one hypnotic command from a siren, and entire packs could turn on themselves in a bloodbath. Claws ripping into their own mates. Teeth tearing into their own children. The thought made my stomach turn. I needed a plan B. Something solid in case my risky deal with my father fell apart. Because it probably would. I also knew the truth I didn’t want to face…my father had been secretly following me for two days now. He didn’t trust me. Of course he didn’t. He had never trusted anyone in his life. I stepped onto the shore, my tail shifting into legs with a familiar shimmer. With a flick of my fingers I was in human clothes. The forest felt too qui
Nicholas’s POV “Breathe, Hazel. Breathe,” I said, pulling her into my arms as fast as I could. Her body was shaking, eyes wide with shock as she stared at the shimmering tail where her legs had been. I held her tight against my chest, one hand stroking her back while the other supported her. “We’ll figure this out. I’ve got you.” She was breathing fast, almost panicking. I kissed the top of her head and lifted her carefully. She felt different in my arms now—heavier in a powerful way because of the tail…but still my Hazel. Still mine. I carried her straight to the bathroom and sat her gently on the edge of the Jacuzzi. Cold water would feel better for her siren side, I guessed. I reached over and turned on the tap, letting the cool water fill the tub quickly. Then I carefully pulled the gown off her body, leaving her completely bare. Her new tail shimmered under the bathroom lights, blue and silver scales catching every reflection. I lowered her into the water. “God, this feels
Hazel’s POV“I’m not dying, Nicholas. I’m just pregnant,” I said in frustration, glaring at him.He stood there watching me like I was made of glass and might shatter any second. His eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, but he still refused to rest. The book about sirens lay open on my lap, pages filled with notes I had scribbled in the margins over the last two days.“You’ve been on that book all night,” he complained, running a hand through his messy hair. “You refuse to get any sleep.”I sighed and rubbed my tired eyes. “You haven’t slept either.”It had been two full days since the doctor’s news. Two days of reading, practicing, and trying to call forth the siren side of me that felt strangely quiet now. Every time I thought I was getting close, the power slipped away like sand through my fingers. It was driving me crazy.“You know how important this is,” I told him, my voice softer but firm. “We have to protect our child and the kingdom. We can’t fight the enemies we’re facing
Hazel’s POV“Oh my God…Oh my God, I’m so sorry…” I said in panic, disgust twisting in my stomach as I stared at the mess on the floor. My face burned with embarrassment. “I don’t know…it just happened.”“Hey, hey, it’s fine. You don’t need to apologize.” Nicholas’s voice was gentle, not even a hint of disgust on his face. “It’s just vomit.”Before I could say anything else, he scooped me up into his strong arms like I weighed nothing. I buried my face in his neck, still mortified, as he carried me straight to the bathroom. He set me down carefully in front of the sink.I rinsed my mouth thoroughly, splashing cold water on my face. Nicholas stayed right behind me, rubbing slow circles on my back the entire time.“Are you okay?” he asked softly, his voice full of concern.“I don’t know… my stomach just feels really weird.” Another wave hit me hard. “I think I’m going to throw up again.”He moved fast, guiding me to the toilet just in time. I dropped to my knees and emptied my stomach ag
Nicholas’s POVI couldn’t leave the office.Couldn't move.Liora was out there somewhere in the palace, probably crying, probably hating me, and I had no idea what the hell I was going to say to her. “Sorry, love, my wife just dry-humped me on the desk in front of you and now she wants you gone by
Nicholas’s POV“This is not a laughing matter, Marco.” I snapped at my beta.Marco leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, that stupid grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as if the whole damn world wasn't crumbling around us. As if the woman I loved hadn't just declared war on me in front o
Hazel’s POVThe second the door slammed behind him, I jumped off the bed like it had burned me.My legs were shaky, knees weak, but I didn’t care. I ran straight to the bathroom, bare feet slapping against the cold stone floor.I dropped to my knees in front of the toilet so hard the impact jarred
Hazel’s POVMy whole body felt like it was buzzing. Like electricity was running under my skin, waking up every nerve I didn’t even know I had. I felt hypersensitive.I didn’t know if it was whatever the hell he’d forced down my throat or if it was just…him. Nicholas. Still pinning me to the mattre







