~Cayden's POV~
I don't know why my rage multiplied the moment I saw them crowding Hazel. She was on the floor—tears brimming from her eyes, her hands shaking like leaves caught in a storm.
Everything around me stilled.
I turned eyes searching only to see Caspian in his wolf form. He was down, pinned. A large rogue wolf snarled over him, its teeth buried deep into Caspian's shoulder. He roared in pain. But even that sight, my brother being mauled, wasn't enough to drag me from the magnetic pull of her broken form.
Ragnar howled within me.
He didn't hesitate. We rushed to Hazel's side, blood and bone splattering as I snapped the necks of the wolves around her without mercy. One by one, their heads dropped. They never even saw me coming.
Then her eyes met mine.
Her soft hazel eyes shimmered in the chaos, drenched in fear but lit by relief. A part of me unclenched. Relief washed through her features.. She must have been so scared.
I scanned her frantically looking for injury.
