Chapter 93
Chapter 93
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“How long would you hide it? Liam recognizes him,” Dove spoke in Hazel’s mind, a gentle yet insistent
whisper. The room was quiet, her kids were asleep. The soft hum of medical equipment and the distant
hush of night echoed in the silent ward. Unable to sleep Hazel paced around the room restlessly.
The room felt too small, the walls closing in on her. It had been a while since Dove had spoken to her.
But when it came to Ethan and her kids she always chimed in.
A flicker of vulnerability crossed Hazel’s face. Dove’s presence provided a comforting yet challenging. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.
perspective, urging her to confront the inevitable.
Ethan’s sudden expression of his desire to spend time with Liam and Daisy had stirred a tumult of
emotions within Haze‘. The revelation had caught her completely off guard. Ethan had waltzed back
into her life before she even noticed.
“What would happen to Liam? Dove’s questioning voice resonated in Hazel’s mind. The little boy had
already grown attached.
“What would happen when Liam grows older and has his wolf senses? Dove pressed, emphasizing the
potential complexities that would surely arise.
All of your lies would blow over,” Dove cautioned
“We would have left by then!” Hazel defiantly countered, determination radiating in her voice. The
decision was made. “Once Daisy is recovered, we would leave this city to a far way place! Somewhere
Ethan would. never find us.” She decided.
Hazel was trembling. The force of attraction between Liam and Ethan was not something she had
expected. It was clear the two would continue trying to find themselves. Liam had asked for Ethan four
times that day after he had abruptly left.
When she had returned to the room this evening, Liam was unhappy and hadn’t spoken to her. He had
gone to bed almost immediately after.
Looking at her son, she felt a surge of anxiety.
Dove’s presence in Hazel’s mind intensified the internal struggle. “I can’t lose my babies, Dove!” she
pleaded, the desperation in her voice echoing through the silent room.
“You’ve seen the way he looks at them” she stated.
The image of Ethan looking down at her children, his eyes with love and adoration replayed in Hazel’s
mind like a haunting melody. It scared her, not just because of his affection for them but the potential
consequences of his wealth and influence. The stark reality of Ethan being capable of taking them
away. backed by resources that could outmatch her, instilled a deep–rooted fear. If he found out he
would take them away from her.
Hazel couldn’t shake the sense of helplessness.
Compared to Ethan, she was a nob*dy. She wouldn’t even be able to fight to get custody of he
kids.
The thought of losing her children in a legal battle under the pack rules haunted her, and the imagined
scenario played out vividly in her mind; a pack tribunal, judgment passed, and her children taken away.
The words echoed in her mind, “You deceived the pack and made away with the Alpha’s cubs, you
have no right to them.”
She closed her eyes and phook her head trying to remove the image from her head.
The thought of her kids sent to live with Ethan and his scheming mate was dreadful.
“It would be best Ethan stays away from us.” She stated decisively.
“That’s selfish. You know he loves those kids, Dove chided.
Hazel, fueled by a mix of fear and determination, snapped back, “What would you rather have me do?!”
The weight of the impending threat she sensed, the uncertainty of Ethan’s actions, and the potential
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involvement of Bella as a stepmother weighed heavily on her.
“He’s married. He has a wife,” she continued, her voice tinged with both frustration and anxiety. “What
kind of life do you think they’ll live with Bella as a stepmom and me being denied access to the”
The horror of her children exposed to a conniving and scheming stepmother and the possibility of being
completely banned from the City under Ethan’s influence if he wished.
“I’ll take care of my kids. Nothing else matters.” Her mind made up, she wiped away traces of the
emotional turmoil from her face as she exited the bathroom, she grabbed a pillow as she made her way
to the couch.
Liam, sensing his mother’s distress, softly called out, “Mommy?” Turning on the bedside lamp, he sat
up and rubbed his eyes, his small features contorted in concern. Hazel turned her attention to him and
mustered a small smile but Liam, sensing something amiss with his mother climbed out of bed and
walked over to her.
“Liam,” she whispered.
Overwhelmed by the weight of her emotions, Hazel picked him up, cradling him in her arms and
burying her face in his neck. In that tender moment, she sought solace in the comforting scent of her
child.
Amidst the shadows of the dimly lit room, Hazel’s tearful confession reverberated, each word heavy
with the weight of her self–imposed guilt. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry” she wailed.
I’m sorry because I’m weak and pathetic. Because I’m selfish. Because I don’t have enough money to
fight off Ethan. Because I’m denying you the wealthy life living with your father. I’m sorry because the
man you met earlier, who you love so much without understanding why, is your father!” The words hung
on her l*ps, she could not bring herself to admit it.
She couldn’t imagine a life without her kids in her life. Yes, she was probably being selfish.
Liam, sensing the depth of his mother’s distress, lay quietly on her chest, his small frame offering a
comforting presence. Hazel continued her apology, the unspoken truths lingering in the room like a
haunting melody. “Mommy’s sorry. So sorry,” she repeated continually.