~Caspian's POV ~
The warmth in her eyes… it was gone. Completely.
She stood in the center of the room barefoot, blood-splattered, her hair wild like a storm cloud. Around her lay the torn bodies of wolves…my wolves.
And she had ended them, just like that. I stared at her, unable to breathe.
How did she get so strong? Is that even Hazel anymore? The questions tore through my chest like claws.
She turned to me, slowly. And then she smiled.
It wasn't her usual smile…the one that melted my heart. No… this was cruel.
"I've never felt this good," she said, her voice light and airy, like she was commenting on the weather.
"Maybe those babies being taken away from me… was the right thing, you know?"
My heart dropped. What?
Then she laughed. Hard. She grabbed her stomach like someone had said the funniest thing.
"Hazel…" I stepped forward slowly, cautiously. "What's wrong with you?"
