Hazel's POV
I rushed up to my feet, my heart pounding like a war drum. Caspian immediately followed.
"Where are you going?" he asked, and I turned to him, stunned.
"Is that even a question?" I snapped. "France! I'm going to France! My babies need to be found—now!"
I bolted out the room, Caspian trailing close behind.
We ran into Cayden and Leon on our way down the stairs. Cayden immediately stepped in front of me, his face full of concern.
"Why is Aurora like that? She's bleeding from her nose and mouth!" he demanded. "Did she return your memories?"
Caspian answered for me.
"Yes. She did. Hazel has her memories back now, and she believes we need to go to France—immediately."
Cayden blinked. "France? Why France?"
"Because Cyrius is there," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "He once moved there with me—and if he's running, that's where he'll go again. That's the only place that makes sense."
"Still… why France?" Cayden repeated.
