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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

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 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 We waited in silence. Hundreds of warriors formed a protective circle around the palace. The night air was thick with tension. No one spoke. The only sounds were the occasional shift of paws on the ground and the low growls of wolves ready for blood. I stood at the front, every muscle in my body tight, eyes locked on the forest beyond Gwen’s shimmering shield. Your Majesty,” Marco said quietly beside me. “They’re trying to break through.” I could feel it…the ground vibrating under our feet as the sirens slammed against the barrier. Gwen was powerful, but she was only one sorceress against dozens of them. The shield flickered and cracked in places. It wouldn’t hold much longer. We were done running. Done hiding. For years I had pretended not to love my wife in public, parading Liora around like a distraction, all to keep this monster away from Hazel. Tonight that ended. One way or another. A massive vibration shook the earth. The shield shattered with a sound like

Hazel’s POV I paced the room like a caged animal, my bare feet slapping against the cold floor. My heart wouldn’t slow down. Every second that passed made the walls feel smaller, the air thicker. Why the hell did Nicholas lock me in here? Something was wrong. I could feel it deep in my bones, like a warning scream I couldn’t ignore. Was the palace under attack? That had to be it. That was the only reason he would do something this stupid. What gave him the right to think he could just lock me away like some helpless damsel in distress? What did he take me for? A fragile little queen who needed protecting while he went out to fight? I groaned in annoyance and ran my fingers through my hair, tugging hard. “This is ridiculous.” I had tried everything. I slammed my power against the door again and again, but nothing happened. The wood didn’t even crack. I don't know what type of door this was but it was strong. Too strong. I pressed my hands against the door, pushing with everything