Hazel's POV
My breath hitched when his gaze swept across Aurora, lying motionless on the floor, and he stepped right past her like she was nothing but a rug. No pause, no flinch. The second his full face came into view, a shiver bolted through my spine.
Oh my God.
He looked exactly like Caspian..but with Cayden's dangerous aura woven into every sharp angle of his body. His hair was long, dark, cascading over his shoulders like Cayden's, but his facial structure was unmistakably Caspian's… just a more hardened, haunting version. He had Cayden's eyes, the shape, the intensity but his brows were arched with a wicked tilt, and his jawline was so sharp it could cut steel.
No.
No damn way this is real.
He wasn't just handsome—he was ethereal. A sinful blend of every intoxicating thing about the Salvatore brothers, laced with perfection: goosebumps prickled over my skin as the air between us grew heavy.
And his eyes those glowing, electric yellow eyes were locked on me.
