Hazel's POV
The High House smelled of a mess. Blood spilled across the marble floor, silvering the three shrouded bodies lying in a perfect line. Caspian. Cyrius. Cayden. My mates. My heart drummed against my ribs as I kept pacing around the room nervously.
Lilith knelt beside them, lips moving soundlessly trying to figure out the perfect spell to bring them back.
Alice stood by the window, a dagger in one hand and a map of the territory in the other, her eyes darting as she tracked Dahlia and the controlled Crescents. My father in my own chamber, I had made sure a healer was right there with him.
The door swung open. Aurora burst in, her face pale, her breath ragged.
"What?" I asked sharply, still pacing.
I had made sure no one saw us when be bro u Caspian and Cyrius came in. Leon cleared the perimeter. Not a single wolf saw us..Thankfully Cayden's body was in the room"
"No one is saying anything, or suspected a thing," she said.
