*~Hazel's POV~*
Things had already gotten serious.
The wolves had gone ahead, and the sudden halt in their movement signaled something—they'd reached the perimeter. Dahlia wasn't far now.
Meanwhile, we were still in the carriage. I sat with Mother and Klaus, while Alice and Leon rode in the second carriage behind us. Only a handful of wolves accompanied us, watching our flanks in case anything unexpected happened.
My body was shaking. Not visibly. But the tremors pulsed beneath my skin like thunder waiting to burst. Still, I refused to let it show.
If I break, what happens to those following me?
I swallowed and forced myself to breathe. Calmly. Then, without a word, my mother reached out and gently squeezed my hand. She didn't have to say anything. She already knew. Of course she did. Mother always knew best.
I gave her a soft nod in return and a smile. When our carriage stopped, I knew instantly we had arrived.
