*~Hazel's POV~*
Aurora had returned quietly, slipping into my room. She sat on the edge of my bed, watching me. I had just finished feeding the twins. The act—though I knew it should be new—had felt oddly familiar, as if my body remembered something my mind had forgotten.
After placing my babies back in their basket, I smoothed my dress and turned to her.
"I'm sure you have a lot of questions," she said gently.
"No," I replied almost instantly. "I don't. Caspian already said you'd explain what a Crescent is."
Her brows lifted in surprise, but before she could launch into an explanation, I interrupted again. "It's the perfect combination of a human and a werewolf… right?"
The way she blinked told me I'd hit the mark. "Yeah," she breathed. "Caspian already told you, didn't he?"
I nodded. "Yes. He has."
"Hazel…" She leaned closer, but I held up my hand.
