Se connecterNicholas’s POV“Did you really think I was going to take it?”Hazel’s voice cut through the room like a whip. She folded her arms across her chest and stared at me with those fierce brown eyes that always managed to strip me bare. The shattered glass and spilled liquid glittered on the floor between us like broken promises.I should have known.I should have known she would pull something like this.But I still let myself hope that the truth would be enough. That the moment I handed her the vial she would drink it without question. That she would trust me enough to let me save her.Stupid. So fucking stupid I stood there, chest heaving, the weight of every lie I had ever told her pressing down on me like a mountain.I stared at the shattered glass on the floor, the liquid spreading. My stomach twisted. That decoy vial had been my last desperate gamble. I’d prepared it the moment I got the real one—filled a fake with plain water just in case she reacted exactly like this. Because thi
Nicholas’s POVMy heart slammed against my chest so hard I thought it might crack my ribs. Each beat echoed in my ears like a war drum, drowning out every sound in the room.I couldn’t believe what I had just seen.Hazel’s hands had glowed—bright, electric blue light dancing across her fingers like living lightning.She quickly hid them behind her back, but it was too late.I had seen it. And the image was now burned into my mind forever.“Hazel… show me your hands.” I commanded, my voice low but trembling with barely contained urgency.She took a step back, her beautiful brown eyes wide with panic, the color draining from her face.“Stay back, Nicholas. Don’t come closer.”In all my life, I had never felt fear like this. It was a cold suffocating dread that wrapped around my throat and squeezed.Not when I stood at her father’s deathbed, watching the light fade from his eyes. Not when I first learned what she truly was—a dangerous, forbidden secret that could destroy us both.Not ev
Hazel’s POVI turned away from him, my heart pounding violently against my chest like it was trying to escape.Siren?The word rang through my mind, heavy and strange.I was a siren.Half siren, half werewolf.That explained the scales. The odd power that kept surging out of me. The blue glow in my hands. The sense that something ancient and untamed was awakening deep within my blood.I’d read about sirens in books—beautiful, deadly, manipulative beings who could lure sailors to their deaths with a song. But I wasn’t one of them. I was just…me. A girl who woke up in a palace filled with wolves and secrets.But what did that have to do with falling in love? What did Nicholas mean when he said my power would only awaken only if I found true love?Nicholas stepped closer, cautiously.“Hazel…”I didn’t turn around.I couldn’t face him right now.“So you’re telling me I’m a siren? And all this time you’ve been pretending?”He was silent for a moment before replying softly.“Yes.”I knew he
Hazel’s POV“What lie have you cooked up this time, Nicholas?”The words came out sharp, defensive, like a shield I was desperately trying to keep between us. I tried to step back, but the door was already at my back. There was nowhere left to go.He didn’t let go of my wrist.“Can you just hear me out?” His voice was low, rough, almost pleading.“No.” I shook my head, heart hammering. “I don’t want to hear your lies. You just want me to believe that for three years the way you paraded your mistress around like she was your queen…the way you chose her over your actual wife… was all fake? A lie? Take that story somewhere else. I’m not stupid, Nicholas.”His jaw clenched. Pain flashed across his face—raw, unguarded.“I know it’s hard to believe,” he said, voice cracking slightly, “but please… just hear me out.”Something twisted in my chest.It wasn’t my emotion.It was his.Sincerity. Desperation. A deep, aching need for me to listen.I tried to push it away, but it kept flooding in—wa
Hazel's Pov I gasped and spun around.Stormy blue eyes stared down at me—furious, wild, burning with something that looked dangerously close to fear.Nicholas.“Where the fuck have you been?”His voice was low, rough, shaking at the edges—like he’d been holding it together by the thinnest thread and I’d just snapped it.I jerked back instinctively—my shoulders hit the door with a soft thud. There was nowhere to go. He was too close. His body heat rolled off him in waves, mixing with that sharp scent that always clung to him. I lifted my chin even though my heart was trying to hammer its way out of my chest.“Where I go or what I do is none of your business.”His eyes narrowed, the muscle in his jaw ticking violently as if my words had physically struck him.“You’re my wife.”He took half a step closer.The space between us vanished.“Do you have any idea how worried I was?” His voice dropped—dangerous, raw. “They told me you weren’t anywhere in the palace. Gone. Vanished. And then I
Hazel’s POV “Are you sure about this, Dimitri?” We stopped in the middle of the narrow forest path. Moonlight sliced through the branches overhead, throwing silver stripes across his face. He turned to me fully, hands coming up to rest on my shoulders…firm, grounding. “Do you trust me?” he asked quietly. I looked into his eyes—steady gray, no hesitation. “I do trust you,” I said. “But what if this sorceress thinks I’m evil? What if she does something to harm me?” Dimitri shook his head once—slow, certain. “Gwen is not like that. She’s one of the most powerful in this kingdom. We can trust her.” I gave a long sigh and nodded. “Okay.” He squeezed my shoulders once before letting go. We kept walking. The night was alive with tiny sounds—crickets, distant owl calls, leaves rustling in the breeze. Every snap of a twig under my boot made my pulse jump. The air smelled of damp earth, but underneath it was something else…something restless that made the back of my neck prickle. I
Nicholas’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed in my bedroom, elbow on my knees, head bowed like a man waiting for execution.The room was dim, lit only by the moonlight coming through the window, casting long shadows that danced across the stone walls like ghosts mocking me. My mind kept ringing wit
Hazel’s POVBehind me, Nicholas’s voice cut through the air like a thunderclap. “Hazel, what is going on here?”I didn’t turn right away. I let the moment sink in, savoring the way his words hung there, laced with shock and fury. The chants died down just enough for silence to creep in, thick and
Hazel’s POV“Nicholas, please, don’t stop,” I whispered, my voice breaking on his name.His mouth closed over my nipple, hot and wet, sucking hard enough to make my back arch off the bed. A sharp jolt of pleasure shot straight between my legs. He swirled his tongue around the tight peak, teasing, t
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







