Chapter 79 79
Third Person POV
The next morning Alpha Draven stood tall at the centre of the pack’s gathering grounds. The guards from Heichen prison had arrived.
Their dark uniforms and steel weapons made everyone tense. They were not here by mistake. Draven had called them for one reason—to take away the people who had caused great pain to the pack.
“Elara, Thalia, Jareth, and Ember will be sent to Heichen prison today for what they did to Hazel and her mother,” Draven said, his voice deep and sharp like a blade.
The four criminals were on their knees, heads down, faces pale and full of fear. Elara and her daughter, Thalia, were crying softly, their tears falling to the ground like rain.
Jareth looked away, defeated. But Ember did not cry. She stared blankly ahead, her eyes empty. Hazel stood beside her mother, who was still weak but alive.
Hazel’s body still carried scars, but her spirit had healed. She watched the scene without blinking. This was the moment she had dreamed of—the moment those who had ruined her life would finally pay.
And yet, something didn’t feel right. Hazel had waited for this revenge for so long. But after learning everything they had done to her mother, even prison didn’t seem enough.
She didn’t want them locked away. She wanted them gone forever. Dead. But Alpha Draven had made his choice, and she had to respect it. He was in charge. Her revenge would end here.
Then Thalia broke the silence. Her voice shook as she looked at Adrian, who stood near his father. “I’m so sorry, Adrian,” Thalia sobbed.
“Please don’t let them take me. You know I’m carrying your child. Please… I’m begging you.” She was shaking, reaching toward him. Adrian froze.
His eyes darkened with guilt and confusion. He knew Thalia had done terrible things. She had helped hurt Hazel, lied, and betrayed so many. But she was also pregnant. He didn’t know what to do or say.
Hazel saw the change in Adrian’s face. He looked torn. She stepped forward, her voice firm but calm. “I was pregnant in Heichen prison,” Hazel said, “and I survived. So can you.”
Thalia looked up at her, eyes wide with disbelief. Hazel turned to the crowd. She wasn’t done. “And we both know that baby isn’t Adrian’s,” she added.
“It’s Jareth’s. The same man who’s been doing all your dirty work.” Gasps spread through the crowd. Whispers turned into shocked murmurs. Adrian stared at Hazel, stunned.
“What do you mean the child isn’t mine, Hazel?” he asked, his voice low and hurt. Hazel didn’t flinch. “You know what I mean. Thalia’s been lying. You just didn’t want to see it.”
Adrian looked at Thalia, who couldn’t meet his eyes. Jareth said nothing, but his face said it all—guilt, fear, and shame. Alpha Draven raised his hand to silence the crowd.
“This changes nothing,” he said. “They all go to Heichen.” The guards stepped forward and dragged the four prisoners to the waggon. Hazel stood silently, her heart heavy but steady.
Justice was done, even if it wasn’t the way she wanted it. The past was behind her now. She held her mother’s hand. And they watched the waggon disappear into the city.
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One month passed, and peace returned to the Diamond pack. Life slowly began to feel normal again. Everyone tried their best to avoid drama and anything that could bring more pain.
The wounds of the past were still there, but healing had begun. Hazel was doing well. Her pregnancy was going smoothly, and her strength was returning.
She spent most of her days helping around the pack and staying close to her mother. There were still moments when memories came back and made her sad, but she had learnt to breathe through them.
She was no longer that scared girl. She was stronger now. Noah and Alice had also grown closer. After Alice recovered from her injuries, she and Noah spent more time together.
They often sat near the lake, talking for hours. Alice smiled more now, and Noah felt proud to see her healing. They both knew how bad things had gotten, and they were thankful to still have each other.
Luna Adlyne had left the pack a few weeks ago. She returned to her people to lead them as the rightful Luna. Before she left, she hugged Hazel tightly and told her how proud she was.
They promised to keep in touch. Hazel knew she had found a true friend in her. But not everyone was at peace. Adrian still carried the heavy weight of guilt.
He saw Hazel almost every day, but he couldn’t bring himself to speak to her. Each time they were alone, he found a reason to walk away. He couldn’t forget how cruel he had been, how blind he was to the truth.
The shame was too much, and he didn’t know how to say sorry. Hazel noticed. She saw the way Adrian avoided her eyes, the way he tensed up whenever she entered a room.
But she didn’t say anything. She didn’t need his apology to move on. She had already let go of the pain he caused. Her heart no longer waited for his words.
She had found peace in something else. Her love with Alpha Draven had grown slowly but deeply. He had been gentle and patient and always made her feel safe.
He never pushed her, only stood by her side through it all. As time passed, their bond became clear to everyone. Draven had also started to feel better physically.
For years, he had battled a heart disease that weakened him often. But now, he felt stronger. He no longer woke up with pain in his chest. His energy had returned.
Curious, he visited the priestess for a checkup. “You’ve been healed,” she told him, her voice filled with awe.
“There is no trace of the disease. I believe Hazel may have healed you, perhaps with her presence. The bond between you is powerful.”
Draven was quiet for a moment. He looked out the window, where Hazel was laughing with Alice. His heart swelled—not from illness, but from love.
Jason’s POV
One of the guards hurried to give me a letter. I gently opened it, my hands trembling with anticipation. We didn’t receive letters that often, and the return address was also unfamiliar.
When I unfolded the letter, I was stunned by what I saw. It was a message from Zac, whom I never expected would send a letter. As I read the words on the page, my heart started to race.
This was more than I could ever imagine. The letter was short and straight to the point. It was clear that he wasn’t happy. His words were sharp and angry, still accusing Draven of betrayal and threatening retribution.
“Doesn’t he get tired of talking about betrayal?” I said to myself, My mouth went dry as I read the words. He had also known that I escaped and someone helped me, and anyone who did would face the consequences too.
I just hope he doesn’t get to find out that Maddy helped me escape. I swallowed hard, my thoughts racing. What was I going to do now? But before that, I have to inform Alpha Draven about this.
I hurried down the hallway, my footsteps echoing off the walls. I got to Draven’s room door and noticed a guard standing there.
"Please, I need to speak with the Alpha right away!” I said this to the guard with desperation in my voice.
“Is it that important that it can’t wait? “The Alpha is sleeping and doesn't need any disturbance,” the guard said.
“It has to do with Alpha Zac, and I need to speak with Draven right now,” I insisted, but something about the urgency in my tone convinced him.
“Very well,” he said, stepping aside to let me knock. My heart was pounding as I knocked on the door to Draven’s chambers and waited anxiously.
Finally, the door opened. “What’s wrong, Jason? Draven asked, looking confused and concerned as he studied my facial expression.
"There's been an incident," I said, my voice grave.
"I need to speak to you right away. It's important." Draven's brow furrowed, and then he came outside the room, closing the door behind him so as not to wake Hazel up.
"Tell me what happened," he said. “So I received a threatening letter from Alpha Zac; he’s so angry I escaped, and I’m worried he’ll do something rash. I can’t let that happen.
I handed the letter to Draven, and after reading it, his jaw clenched. “This is terrible,” he said, shaking his head.
“I’ve heard of Zac’s temper, but this is beyond anything I could have even imagined. We have to find a way to stop this before it escalates.” I nodded, my face pale.
“There’s something else, something more than this letter,” my voice trembling as I looked at Draven. His expression was alarmed. “What is it? He asked, his voice urgent.
"Come with me," I said, leading him back down the hallway. Draven followed, his heart pounding. We made our way up to the last floor of the building.
"Look," I said, pointing at what Zac had done.
"Oh my god," Draven gasped as he saw what Zac did. “I WOULD DESTROY THIS PACK!"
The words were written in blood across the landscape, big and bold. "This is a threat," Draven said, his voice shaking.
"This is a very serious threat." I swallowed hard, nodding. "I know. I don't know what to do. Draven put a hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me.
"We'll figure this out," he said, his voice reassuring. "First, Hazel can't see this," Draven said, his eyes flashing with anger.
"It would be too upsetting for her, and it might cause more problems. We have to clean it off." I nodded, taking a deep breath.
"You're right. Let's get some supplies and take care of it." As we stood back to look at it, we heard a muffled sob from behind.
We turned and saw Hazel standing in the doorway, tears streaming down her face. "Hazel!" Draven said, rushing to her side.
"What's wrong?" "I saw it," she said, her voice breaking. "I saw what it said." "I'm so sorry," Draven said, taking her hand.
“We'll figure something out." Hazel wiped her eyes, her face streaked with tears. "But what if he keeps attacking the pack?"
"I won't let that happen," Draven said, his voice firm. "I promise you, I will find a way to keep everyone safe." Hazel looked at him, her eyes full of fear and doubt.
"We can't give up. We have to fight back. I know it's going to be difficult, but I'm confident that we can defeat Zac. I know it's a risk, but it's one we have to take.”
“If we don't fight like we did with your stepfather’s pack, he'll just keep coming after us. And I can't bear the thought of you being in danger."
Draven pulled Hazel into a tight hug, holding her close. "Come on, let's get back to our room," he said, his voice soothing. "You're safe here. We'll figure this out together. And Jason will take care of the blood.
I promise, everything is going to be okay." Hazel clung to him, her body shaking with sobs. "I'm so scared," she whispered. "I know," Draven said, stroking her hair.
As they were about to head back to their room, I noticed a strange stain on Draven’s robe. I squinted, trying to make out what it was.
"Draven, what is that stain on your robe?" I asked him, my voice curious. Draven glanced down at his robe, then back up at me.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his tone guarded. I frowned, my eyes narrowing. “That stain looks like blood.