Chapter 66: Demons in her head

*~Caspian~*

Hazel’s eyes lit up, and Lilith immediately hid, knowing she shouldn’t be seen. I held Hazel close as she stared around, confused. Her eyes slowly widened as she realized where she was. She looked at the chains on her hands and grunted.

"Really? Is this what you came up with? Chaining me like I’m some damn prisoner?" she said, laughing bitterly, breaking my soul.

"You killed multiple wolves, so you deserve this..." Cayden grunted. Suddenly, Hazel turned to me.

"Caspian, is this really what you want? Hurting me like this? It hurts; the chains are hurting me, Caspian." Tears filled her eyes, and I immediately grabbed the chains, but Cayden pulled me back.

"Don’t! She’s manipulating you," he warned. I shoved Cayden away, and she growled.

"Damn it! Don’t let her get in your head!" he shouted, but I didn’t listen. "Caspian, stop!" Father yelled, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t stand to see her like that. In pain, whether her emotions were on or not, I didn’t care. She was still mine...my Hazel, the love of my life.

Suddenly, I felt someone push me away. I turned to see who it was just as I heard Hazel shriek.

"Lilith!"

I lay on the ground as Lilith stood right in front of Hazel. Hazel’s eyes were wide open, her fingers trembling.

She glanced around at all of us and noticed we weren’t as surprised as she was.

"Who’s this? Cayden? Hazel? Old man? Who is this?" she stammered while Lilith just smiled.

Lilith smiled softly and tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear.

"You’re just as beautiful as the day I lost you."

Hazel blinked, confusion twisting her expression. "What?"

Her gaze darted between all of us, then back to Lilith.

"No. No way," she whispered, her eyes widening with realization. "Mother?"

Lilith’s smirk was soft, unsure if it was genuine or just something she had learned to wear. But there was no mistaking the glint of emotion behind her eyes—tears, real ones, slipping down her cheeks.

"You know me," Lilith said quietly. "I guess miracles do happen."

Hazel immediately stumbled back. "No. No way she’s alive. No way."

She turned to me, eyes burning. "Caspian, do something! What the hell is happening?"

Before I could speak, Cayden stepped forward. "Calm down, Hazel. She’s your mother."

Hazel’s voice cracked as she repeated, "My mother?"

around in disbelief.

bitter laugh that didn’t match the occasion, that didn’t belong in

silent, watching her

course—her emotions were

a mother. All this time I’ve been suffering, fighting, clawing my way through pain—and I had a mother? A mother who’s still somehow young, looks exactly

this some trick? A manipulation? A twisted little illusion to get

who shot the arrow earlier?" Her eyes narrowed. "Because I definitely

stunned. She had just met her mother, but there was no joy. No tears. No warmth. Just sharp words

catching the tears before they fell again. "Thank

expression hardened. "So... where have you been?" she spat. "All

swallowed. "I was

me? Please. Protecting my

her face

the hell I went through? The

shaped me. So thank you—for your absence. Because it turned

"It wasn’t my

hair behind her ear. A mother’s

and snapped her teeth in warning. "Don’t

Lilith flinched. "Hazel—"

sound. "So I had a mother after all. I can’t even believe it. I’ve spent my whole life thinking I didn’t belong

Lilith dead

along, my mother was alive. Out there. Living her

said, her voice steady but low, "I’m not here for your forgiveness. And

a step closer, eyes locked with

get your babies back. And two... to help you turn your emotions back

Hazel’s brows lifted. "What?"

them turned off, the more despicable things you’ll do. And when—if—you ever turn them back on,

numb. But that numbness? It’s temporary. And when the pain comes back, it will burn through you

Hazel chuckled—cold and bitter.

you’re not here to play the role of a mother," she said, her

back,

And you want me to give that

can wake up

father would suddenly show up and leave marks on my body," Hazel said, her voice low, distant. "Just like he’s done every damn year for the past eighteen years of my

words hung heavy in the

love me from the moment he laid eyes on me—would suddenly hit me. Joke like his own brother. Look at me with disgust in his eyes. Like

voice cracked, but

cry, reaching for me... and I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t move.

looked up, eyes empty but voice firm. "This is the first time I’ve ever felt free. The first time I’ve ever woken up and not

me—and it

that. That’s what she’s been carrying

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