Book 4: Where's Hazel?

Stavros’s POV

“Stav, open your eyes!” I could hear Hera’s voice far away, but I couldn’t open my eyes. The pain in my chest was unbearable and I could feel myself slip into unconsciousness. I knew I couldn’t bear to reject Hazel, my mate. I loved her with all my heart and soul. For the last two years, she was all I could think of. I waited patiently for her to turn eighteen when I could claim her. 

A shuddering sigh escaped my lips. It was a lost dream now.

“Stav? What happened to him? He was fine a while ago?” It was my best friend, Zephyrus. He was more than my best buddy. Zephyrus was my family, brother, confidante, and right hand. We might not be blood-related, but he meant everything to me. I wouldn’t have been alive if he hadn’t rescued me from the fire that burned my family alive. 

It was that fateful night almost ten years ago when the Whiteridge Pack used unfair means to overpower us. They torched our home while my dad, The