~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.
