HAZELEthan shakes his head, determination shining in his eyes. “We'll come up with a cover story.” He says. “It will just be something to explain your absence without revealing the truth. It won't be easy, but it's worth it if it means keeping you safe.” I'm touched by their thoughtfulness, their unwavering dedication to my well being. But as grateful as I am for their efforts, a sense of sadness washes over me like a dark cloud. “But what about me?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. “What about my wolf? Don't I get a say in any of this?” Arnold's expression softens with sympathy as he reaches out to place a comforting hand on my shoulder. “Of course you do, Hazel.” He says, his voice gentle. “We just want to make sure that you're safe, that's all.” I know they mean well, but the thought of being confined to a small area of the forest fills me with a sense of claustrophobia, even if I’m sure that the space would be big enough, I want everything. I've always cherished

HAZELFinally, some relief. They've cut down the number of guards following me around to just two, and I can finally breathe a little easier. It's like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and I feel a sense of freedom that I haven't experienced in a long time. I step out into the warm sunlight, relishing the feeling of the breeze on my skin as I make my way towards the market to pick up some fruits. It's a beautiful day, the sky clear and blue, and I can't help but smile as I take in the sights and sounds of the bustling marketplace. The vendors call out to me, their voices cheerful and inviting as they display their wares. I stroll past rows of colorful stalls, the aroma of fresh produce filling the air, and I can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over me. It's moments like these that remind me of the simple joys in life, the little things that bring us happiness in the problems of the world. I pick out some ripe strawberries and juicy peaches, the vibrant colors of the

LETHANAs the sun began to set, we made our way to the venue, hand in hand, our hearts racing with anticipation. The sound of music filled the air, the beat pulsing through our bodies as we stepped inside. “Wow, this place is absolutely enchanting!” Hazel exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the sights and sounds of the party. “Yes, it is.” Arnold agreed, his gaze never leaving Hazel's radiant face. “Shall we go and enjoy some delightful cuisine?” I suggested, eager to begin our evening together. We made our way to the buffet table, filling our plates with an array of tantalizing dishes. As we ate, we talked and laughed, reveling in each other's company and the magical atmosphere of the party. “The food here is simply divine!” Hazel exclaimed, savoring each mouthful. “Indeed, it is.” Arnold agreed, his eyes filled with love as he looked at Hazel. “I am filled with happiness to be sharing this evening with you both.” I said, feeling blessed beyond meas

HAZELAs we reach the palace, we share a tender kiss under the moonlight, knowing that our love will only continue to grow stronger with each passing day. And as we drifted off to sleep, I knew that I would cherish the memories of this night for the rest of my days. After the party winds down and the guests begin to depart, Ethan and I find ourselves sitting together in a quiet corner of the ballroom, enjoying a moment of peace away from the hustle and bustle of the festivities. “That was quite the party, wasn't it?” Ethan says, a smile playing at the corners of his lips as he sips on his drink. “It was amazing.” I reply, a contented sigh escaping my lips as I lean back in my chair. “I haven't had that much fun in ages.” “Me neither.” Ethan agrees, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “But I have to admit, dancing with you was definitely the highlight of my night.” “You're just saying that.” I tease, a playful grin spreading across my face. “I'm serious, Hazel.” Ethan sa

HAZELThe thought of attending a ball sends a flutter of excitement through me. It's like a breath of fresh air, a chance to escape the worries and responsibilities that weigh on my shoulders. And maybe my mind would be taken away from those issues, if only for a while. The twins, Ethan and Arnold, have noticed my newfound happiness, and they're delighted to see me happy. As we discuss what to wear, I suggest that we coordinate our outfits. “Let's match. It would be so cool.” I say with a grin, imagining us as a trio, united in style. Arnold's eyes light up at the idea. “I love it! It'll be like we're a team.” He smiles before giving me a kiss on my forehead, his enthusiasm contagious. The memory of what we did comes to me, and my cheeks burn. Ethan nods in agreement, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “I'm all for it. Plus, it'll make us stand out even more.” He adds with a smirk playing on his lips. We spend hours poring over our wardrobes with designers, trying on