*~Hazel's POV~*
The window was right in front of me. My escape.
I didn't know how quickly Cyrius would wake.his vampire abilities made that unpredictable—but I couldn't wait to find out.
I threw it open, and the rush of cold air slapped against my face. My heart pounded. My babies were clutched tightly to my chest. I was ready.
The door slammed open. Aaliyah stood there, her mouth falling open. God..help me.
I didn't hesitate. I jumped.
The ground hit hard under my feet, but I barely felt it. My arms tightened around my children, making sure their baskets didn't shift.
That's when I realized my mistake…Guards.
They were already there, forming a ring around me. Aaliyah's scream for help brought even more, the thundering of paws and boots as Alexander and the rest of the pack poured into the courtyard.
I scanned them, one by one, counting, assessing. My babies came first…I carefully set them down, baskets nestled safely on the ground.
