**~ Hazel's POV ~**
Cyrius didn't even have to tell me twice.
I rushed downstairs and burst into the room. Scooping my babies into my arms, I smashed the window with my bare hand. I stuck my head out…thank the moon, the height wasn't too bad.
I tightened my hold around the twins and jumped.
I landed hard—face first—but I didn't stop. The entire house behind me was echoing with chaos and bloodcurdling screams. I dashed away, running as fast as my legs could carry me, the burn in my stomach growing hotter, more intense.
I stopped briefly to catch my breath, glancing down at my crying babies to soothe them—and that's when I saw it.
I was surrounded.
They had followed me.
Damn it. No. No, no, no.
I was about to lose everything. My heart thundered with panic, but then Cyrius's words echoed in my mind:
"No one must know about you—not here. They'll only see you as an abomination."
I couldn't risk it. I couldn't let them see the truth.
