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Chapter 41: A Mother’s Touch

Hazel’s POVAlice bit her lip, glancing back toward where Kimberley had disappeared. Her hands twisted in her apron again.“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt,” she said finally, her voice small. “You are a healer, even if you treat different things than Dr. Uma.”Thank the goddess.“Where is he?” I asked, already moving before she could change her mind.“The nursery wing. This way.”She led me through corridors I’d walked thousands of times before. Past the kitchens where I used to check on meal preparations. Past the servants’ quarters where I’d known every face and name. Everything was the same, but I was different now. A stranger in my own home.Alice stopped at a door near the end of the hall. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it hurt. Behind that door was my son. My baby who I hadn’t held in six years.She pushed it open.The room was dim, curtains drawn against the sun. A small figure lay tangled in sheets on the bed, and even from the doorway I could hear his breathing, rapid, s

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Chapter 42: Healing Hands

Hazel’s POVMy eyes flooded with tears instantly, hot and stinging, blurring my vision completely.I am your mother, I wanted to scream. I am your mother and I’ve been trying to get back to you for six years.But I couldn’t. I couldn’t say anything without destroying everything.I turned my face away quickly, pressing my free hand against my mouth to hold back the sob. My shoulders shook despite my best efforts. No. I couldn’t cry. Not now. This was no time for tears—my son was suffering right in front of me and he needed me to be strong.I blinked hard, forcing the tears back through sheer will. Swallowed the grief threatening to choke me.“You have a mother,” I whispered, though the words tasted like ash in my mouth.“But she doesn’t care if I’m sick,” Liam said weakly. “You came. You’re helping me.”I couldn’t respond. Couldn’t say anything without breaking down completely. My jaw clenched so tight my teeth ached.Alice still hadn’t returned with the herbs. How long had it been? It

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Chapter 43: Caught

Hazel’s POVHow long had he been standing there? My mind spun backward. Had he heard Liam ask me to be his mother? Had he seen me turn away to hide my tears?My hand jerked away from Liam’s forehead. I took a step back, then another, widening the space between us until it looked appropriate. The kind of distance a stranger would keep.I turned to face Ulysses fully, making my face look blank despite the panic I felt.“I happened to pass by,” I said quickly. “Heard the child was sick. I couldn’t stand to see a pup suffer, so I helped.”My throat felt tight. Would he question why I cared so much? Would he wonder why some hired hypnotist had rushed to his son’s bedside?Ulysses stepped into the room. His boots were quiet against the floor.“Thank you,” he said. “Alice told me what you did.”I blinked. No interrogation? No suspicion?“It was nothing,” I managed.“It wasn’t nothing.” He moved to the opposite side of Liam’s bed, looking down at his sleeping son. “You helped my son when no on

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Chapter 44: The Monster Within

Hazel’s POVThe door swung open and Kimberley swept in, emerald silk swishing around her ankles. She spun in the doorway, the beaded bodice glittering gaudily.“What do you think?” she asked, her voice bright and expectant. “Doesn’t it bring out my eyes perfectly?”She was addressing Ulysses like I wasn’t even in the room. Like her sick stepson wasn’t lying in the bed between us. Of course. Everything was always about her.Ulysses didn’t look up. His gaze stayed fixed on Liam’s face, watching his son’s chest rise and fall.Good. Let her stand there waiting.Kimberley’s smile wavered. Her lips pressed together for just a second before she forced them back into their bright curve. Her eyes finally swept the room properly, taking in the scene.The water basin with its floating cloths. The medicine bottles lined up on the nightstand. Me standing at Liam’s bedside.“What happened in here?” she asked. Her nose wrinkled slightly, probably smelling the bitter herbs.“Our son had a fever,” Ulys

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Chapter 45: The Quarrel

Hazel’s POV“Family matters?” I repeated incredulously. “Your son was burning with fever and you couldn’t be bothered to check on him! Now that you’re here, you were abusing him!”“How dare you!” Kimberley rounded on me fully now. Her gown swirled dramatically around her legs. She took a step forward, her hands coming up. “Who do you think you are to speak to me that way?”Her finger stabbed toward my chest. I didn’t move. Didn’t step back. Just stared at her until she lowered her hand.She was the one who had to look away first.Small victory, but I’d take it.“What’s your real agenda here?” she demanded, stepping closer now. Her eyes fixed on me and narrowed to slits. “Why are you so interested in my son? What ulterior motive do you have for approaching the pack’s little prince so actively?”My son. Not hers. Mine.The words almost burst out of me. Almost. I swallowed them back down where they burned in my throat.“I was helping a sick child,” I said.“Who gave you permission?” Kimbe

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Chapter 46: Forced Contrition

Hazel’s POVKimberley stood frozen. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breathing audible in the quiet room. Each exhale came out with a slight wheeze. Her eyes darted between Ulysses’s face and mine, searching for an escape route that didn’t exist.Ulysses’s expression was stone. Immovable. He wasn’t even blinking. I held my breath as I waited, watching her squirm.“I apologize,” she finally spat. The words sounded like they’d been dragged out of her throat with hooks. “For any…misunderstanding.”Misunderstanding. Not for attacking me. Not for neglecting Liam. Just for the “misunderstanding.”My teeth ground together. Of course. Of course she couldn’t admit actual fault. She knew nothing of accountability.She shot me a look so venomous it could have killed. Her eyes promised retribution later when Ulysses wasn’t watching and I was vulnerable.Let her try. I wasn’t the same broken woman she’d destroyed six years ago.“Liam is the hope of this pack’s future,” Ulysses said. “His health

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Chapter 47: Recognition Through a Mask

Hazel’s POVMy whole body went rigid. Why was he asking that? What had I done to make him curious?“Why are you prying into my personal life?” I asked sharply.Ulysses blinked, clearly caught off guard by my tone. “I meant no harm,” he said quickly. His hand moved to rub the back of his neck. “I wasn’t trying to intrude.”“Then why ask?”“I just—” He gestured vaguely toward Liam’s sleeping form. “I saw how you were with him. The natural tenderness you showed. The way you knew exactly how to soothe him.”My jaw clenched. Where was this going?“I think you’ll be a very good mother one day,” he said quietly.The words hit me square in the chest. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t move.A very good mother.You wicked woman, you don’t deserve to be a mother at all!His voice from six years ago rang in my ears. The same voice. The same man. Saying the exact opposite thing. Those words had echoed in my head every single day since. Every night I’d lain awake wondering if he was right. If I really wa

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Chapter 48: What Was Lost

Ulysses’s POVThe bowl of herbal medicine had gone lukewarm in my hands. I stared down at the dark liquid, watching small particles of herbs settle at the bottom.I’d been negligent with Liam—I could admit that now. I’d been consumed by the war to notice my own son suffering under my nose or to see Kimberley’s complete failure as a mother.I set the bowl down on the bedside table and scrubbed my hands over my face. I should have already woken Liam to give it to him, but my mind kept circling back to what had just happened with Mila.She’d left so abruptly. One moment we’d been working together in comfortable silence, and the next she’d gone rigid and cold and practically fled the room.My question had been innocent enough. At least I’d thought so.But the way she’d reacted—the sudden stiffness in her shoulders, the way her hands had started shaking—I’d clearly crossed some line I hadn’t known existed.What had I said wrong?I replayed the moment in my head. The exact words I’d used. Yo

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Chapter 49: One Day, He Said

Hazel’s POVI stumbled into my guest room and locked the door behind me. My legs gave out and I dropped onto the bed hard, the mattress springs creaking under my weight.You’ll be a very good mother one day.The words kept playing in my head. Over and over. Ulysses’s voice, gentle and sincere, praising someone who didn’t exist while the real me stayed buried.I pressed both hands against my mouth. A sob tore out of my throat anyway, muffled but raw.Six years. Six years of missing Liam, of wondering if he was safe, if he remembered me at all. And today I’d finally held him again, soothed his fever, felt his small hand grip mine—A soft knock interrupted my spiral.I shot up, wiping my eyes frantically. “Who is it?”“It’s me,” Uma whispered through the door.I unlocked it quickly and pulled her inside, checking the hallway before closing it again. She took one look at my face and her own crumpled.“Oh, Hazel.”I shook my head, biting my lip hard. “I’m fine.”“You’re crying.”“I said I’m

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Chapter 50: Silk and Scrutiny

Kimberley’s POVI spun in place. The emerald silk whispered around my ankles, beads throwing green sparkles across my chamber walls.“Beautiful,” my maid breathed. Her eyes gleamed as she studied me. “Absolutely stunning.”Four servants stood waiting. One clutched my jewelry box with both hands. Another had pins ready, watching my hem for any imperfections. The third kept adjusting small sections of my hair, tucking invisible strands back into place. The fourth held a tray with powder and rouge in case touch-ups were needed.I turned to face the full-length mirror and smiled at what I saw.The gown fit perfectly. Not too tight, not too loose. It showed off my figure without being improper. The neckline sat exactly where it should. The beading made me shimmer when I moved.My hair was piled high, woven through with thin gold thread and tiny jewels. When I turned my head, they glittered. My makeup was flawless—not too much, not too little. Just enough to highlight my best features.I loo

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