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?"

disbelief. "What is

the occasion, that didn’t belong in this room full

fell silent,

were still turned

fighting, clawing my way through pain—and I had a mother? A mother who’s still somehow young, looks exactly like me,

this some trick? A manipulation? A twisted little

Hazel turned sharply to Lilith. "Wait. Wasn’t it you who shot the arrow earlier?" Her eyes narrowed. "Because I definitely didn’t see

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

catching the tears before they fell again. "Thank you for that. I’ve always been good with

have you been?" she spat. "All this time—my entire damn life—where were

"I was protecting

loudly. "Protecting me? Please. Protecting

trembled, but her

hell I went

added, "Well, that hell shaped me. So thank you—for your absence.

cautious step forward. "It wasn’t my choice

behind her ear. A mother’s

fangs and snapped her teeth in warning.

Lilith flinched. "Hazel—"

can’t even believe it. I’ve spent my whole life thinking I didn’t belong to anyone. That I

Lilith

mother was

your forgiveness. And I’m definitely not here to suddenly start playing the role of your

a step

One—specifically—to help you get your babies

Hazel’s brows lifted. "What?"

off, the more despicable things you’ll do. And when—if—you ever

"It’s easier this way. To be numb. But that numbness? It’s

Hazel chuckled—cold and bitter.

role of

leaned back, her expression

time I’ve been free. And you want me to give that up... for what to go back to weak, helpless version of

can wake

on my body," Hazel said, her voice low, distant. "Just like he’s done every damn

words hung heavy in

my husband—the man who claimed to love me from the moment he laid eyes on me—would suddenly hit me. Joke like his own brother. Look at me with

but

cry, reaching for me...

empty but voice firm. "This is the first time I’ve

eyes darted to me—and it hit me like

she’s

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