Mag-log inNicholas’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
Hazel’s POVThe moment I pushed open the door to our room, the metallic smell of blood hit me like a punch to the gut. My heart skipped hard. The scent was strong, fresh, and unmistakable.“Nicholas!” I called out in panic.I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. Without thinking, I rushed forward and burst inside.Nicholas stood under the shower, both hands pressed against the tiled wall, head hanging low. Water cascaded down his broad back, but I could see streaks of red mixing with it, swirling around the drain. My stomach twisted.“Nicholas, are you okay?” I asked, stepping closer. The smell of blood grew even stronger in the steamy room.He turned his head slightly, forcing a small smile. “I’m fine.”“You’re not fine. Stop lying to me.” I folded my arms, refusing to move. “Damn it.” He muttered something under his breath. “Sometimes I forget we can feel each other’s emotions.”I stared at him, waiting. The water continued pouring over his powerful body, but I could
Dillian’s POV“Dillian!!”My father’s roar shook the water around us like an explosion. Before I could brace myself, his fist slammed into my face with brutal force. Pain exploded across my jaw. The power behind it sent me crashing backward through the currents, bubbles exploding around me as the ocean itself seemed to tremble.I tasted blood in my mouth. Saltwater stung the cut on my lip.“You incompetent fool!” he spat, his voice booming through the depths. His eyes glowed with pure rage, gold and vicious in the dark water.This wasn’t new. Every time he saw me, this was how he greeted his only son. With violence. With disappointment.I straightened up slowly, wiping the blood from my mouth with the back of my hand. A smirk pulled at my lips even though my face throbbed. “Did you miss me, Father?”His massive form loomed closer. The water around him churned violently, reflecting his anger. He was huge, even for our kind—broad chest covered in ancient markings, silver-blue scales tha
Hazel’s POVMartha sighed deeply, like she was finally letting go of a heavy burden that had been crushing her for years. Her shoulders slumped as fresh tears filled her eyes. She looked older in that moment, worn down by secrets and pain.“Liora’s father was one of the council members,” she began, her voice shaky. “I was just an ordinary maid back then. He started coming around, showing me attention. I told him to stop. I begged him to stay away because he had a wife. But he had power. He could summon me whenever he wanted, and I had no choice.”She paused, swallowing hard. Her hands twisted together.“One day… he took advantage of me. There was nothing I could do. Nobody would believe a maid over a council member. Then I got pregnant. He told me to keep the child….I was devastated because I knew he was going to take her from me. And just as I feared, they did. His wife couldn’t have children, so he had been using me all along.”Martha’s voice cracked. Tears streamed down her face no
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
Hazel’s Pov I had just slipped into my nightgown…thin white silk that skimmed my thighs and left my shoulders bare when the knock came.I walked to the door barefoot, the hem of the nightgown whispering against my calves.It was probably Martha.I opened the door.And froze.Nicholas stood in the
Nicholas’s POV“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”The words came out low, dangerous, every syllable edged with warning.Dimitri didn’t back down an inch.“Stop pretending,” he said, voice steady even though his eyes were burning. “Everyone knows you wanted Hazel out of the picture s
Hazel’s POVBefore I could stop myself, my feet moved.I ran.Straight into him.My arms wrapped around his neck so tight I probably hurt him, but I didn’t care. I buried my face in his shoulder, breathing in the familiar smell of clean soap and that cologne he always wore because he said it made h







