Chapter 23: How is this possible?

~Caspain’s POV~

My body moved before I could even think. Hazel’s knees buckled beneath her, and I lunged forward instinctively, catching her just before she hit the ground. NovelFire

What happened to her?

She was perfectly fine just minutes ago—her face had held a forced calm, her posture straight. Yet now, she was limp in my arms, like a flame extinguished without warning.

I barely registered the harsh words spilling from her stepmother’s mouth. They were muffled, like I was underwater, my ears ringing with panic. Her younger sister let out a gut-wrenching cry, clutching a her dress. Her fists clenched around it in grief or disbelief.

But my world had narrowed.

I was completely fixated on Hazel.

My heart pounded violently in my chest. my eyes flicked toward Cayden. He stood there, relaxed, almost indifferent. His arm was draped around Natasha, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. He didn’t even flinch. Didn’t move.

And that was when something in me snapped.

"Get the pack healer!" I barked, my voice hoarse with panic. "She’s dying!"

Cayden’s gaze shifted toward me slowly, his face twisting into something cruel, something mocking.

"I told you, brother," he said with a shrug, "she’s not strong enough for this. Look at her—she’s already collapsing on your wedding day. Imagine what will happen tonight when you two... consummate. Will she survive that?"

He chuckled, and Natasha joined him with a shrill, echoing laugh.

My heart cracked.

Before I could react, Father had already called for the healer. Thank the goddess. The pack healer arrived swiftly, her assistant right behind her. I didn’t wait—I scooped Hazel up in my arms, her body barely stirring. Still, no one moved. Not a single soul.

Nobody cared.

Not even the ones who should.

The healer checked her pulse, her breath, her aura. Then her face turned grave. Too grave.

breathing," she

My world stilled.

hands trembled. "No. She was

move her now. To my chamber. I need to examine her

nodded furiously. "Let’s

just me, the healer, and her

her wrist tightly and pulled

could’ve commanded the entire room. But I didn’t. My voice was lodged in my throat, my

this is what

This loneliness? This cruelty?

Would they have left her on the floor, unconscious and

stir with rage, clawing beneath my skin. I wanted to burn

But I held back.

I focused on Hazel.

gods it wasn’t far—I laid her gently on the table. The healer motioned for me to stay back. I didn’t want

My entire being was anchored to that chamber door. My thoughts

door

She stepped out alone.

Hazel. Correct content

My heart stopped.

she... is she dead?" I asked, barely able to

healer’s expression was unreadable, but her

asked

She hesitated.

I’d prefer to explain it

I growled. "I’m commanding you. As the Beta

appropriate

but gave a sharp nod. "Then let’s

to the

me, expecting Hazel. When he didn’t see her, his expression faltered—just for a second. Disappointment. Worry. Maybe even fear. He masked it quickly, but I

not to. Even if it kills him to admit she’s

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