Chapter 10: Mark of the Unthinkable

~Caspain’s POV~

Sophia’s claws nearly scraped my hand as she lunged forward, eyes gleaming with fury, her lips curled like a cornered wolf. "Why are you holding filthy Hazel?" she growled, venom dripping from her tongue. "Get her off you! She’ll stain you"

My ears barely registered the rest because one word caught and echoed in my mind: Hazel.

So that’s her name.

It suited her too well. The moment it landed in my brain, it was like a key turning inside my chest. Hazel. A name soft, natural, and radiant—just like her.

Then another scream.

"What!" Natasha’s shriek sliced through the air as she stormed to my side. She whirled toward Cayden, who stood just behind me, his face unreadable.

"Cayden! Why didn’t you come for me?" she cried, desperation thick in her voice. "The search is over! You were supposed to find me!"

Then her gaze dropped to my hands to Hazel in my arms and the world seemed to stop.

Her mouth hung open as if her soul had just been yanked out of her chest. "No. This cannot be!" she wailed. "Hazel is human! She shouldn’t be involved in our business! She should be dead!"

Her eyes darted wildly around the room, frenzied, unhinged.

"Dad promised to kill her!" she howled, practically foaming.

"Where is Dad? He should’ve taken care of his Moon-damned mistake!"

"Natasha!" I roared, my voice sharp and final.

She flinched. Her eyes met mine, and I let the fury in my gaze speak the words I couldn’t say aloud without tearing this house apart. Her mouth trembled. I didn’t need to say anything else.

She backed away, shoulders shaking, then darted to Cayden’s side. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, whispering in her ear as if to keep her from crumbling.

"It’ll be fine. Everything will be sorted out," he murmured, comforting her like she was the one whose entire existence had just shattered.

I didn’t stop walking.

I carried Hazel into the High House, the grand ancestral high-house of Blue Moon pack. Footsteps echoed behind me—some hesitant, others filled with disgust or awe. The silence of judgment weighed heavy in the air.

I laid her down gently at the center of the hall, in full view of the entire pack. Blood streaked across her skin, bruises forming like warnings. My jaw tightened.

"Pack healer," I commanded.

Hazel’s wounds. Light shimmered faintly across her skin as the bleeding began

my mother,

should I say, the former

sharp, stately eyes widening as they landed on Hazel. The color drained

Then she collapsed.

she hit the

But I wasn’t finished.

father, Claus Salvatore, the former Alpha and the coldest man I’ve ever known. "Father," I said, voice low, unshaking. "I present to

A collective scream.

hall lost its

wolf growled low in my chest, anger

a silver bow,

is this?" Marcus thundered.

too fast, toward

He stopped. Our eyes locked. His

tugged at my mouth as my wolf—Nizen—took over.

and whispered into his

beaded on his forehead. He backed away,

a strange, quiet warmth

Then Natasha broke again.

wrong! She isn’t supposed to be the mate! I

Her knees buckled.

the floor sobbing, shaking her head

supposed to be the Luna," she whispered. "Not

Cayden joining them again, his

Then Cayden exploded.

with a gleam in her eyes.

the Moon’s answers! You twisted fate just to get back at

Dahlia smirked.

the wall. The ground

forward and yanked him

voice breaking. "A human as our mate? This is a disgrace to the Blue Moon legacy. Everything I’ve built, everything we’ve fought for—it’s all going to collapse. We’ll be a joke. No longer the most

him down. Then

to be

turned. Father stood tall,

still the most

Hazel stirred.

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