Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 22: Fallen bride

~Hazel’s POV~

I stood frozen before the grand ceremonial hall, my fingers trembling against the soft fabric of my dress. The towering door covered everyone from my sight. My breath caught in my throat as Selene, her pale fingers cold on my arm, gently pushed one door open with a slow creak.

A wave of murmured voices faded into hushed silence as every pair of eyes in the hall turned to us.

I could feel Father’s steady presence behind me, a wall of pride and expectation. Selene remained at his side, her gaze sharp as glass. Ariel moved closer to me, her arm brushing mine, offering a sliver of comfort. I took a single step forward. The soft click of my heels against the polished marble echoed through the tense air.

Ariel walked at my side, while Natasha followed just behind us, her posture arrogant and head held high. Sophia and Lilian flanked her, graceful as shadows.

I looked up at the aisle and saw the two brothers who had been waiting for me.

Caspian.

Cayden.

One smiled. One frowned.

Caspian’s eyes glowed the moment they met mine. I had always wondered how the infamous mating bond truly felt, how it drew two souls together. Now, I didn’t have to wonder anymore the warmth that bloomed in my chest was undeniable. We hadn’t spent much time together, hadn’t spoken of love or life or dreams. Yet, the bond between us is something I’ll never get used to.

Then there was Cayden.

A storm. A wildfire. A shadow that haunted my life.

He reminded me of the hell I had endured, of the nights spent trembling and the days swallowed by fear. Yet... that same fire burning in his eyes was mirrored deep inside me, no matter how I tried to smother it.

A single breath.

I stepped onto the aisle.

Caspian reached out, his palm open, steady, inviting. Cayden mirrored the gesture beside him — but not for me. Natasha’s eyes gleamed with triumph as she slid her hand into his. He handed her a bouquet of crimson roses, his jaw clenched but his posture relaxed. The sight burned through me like acid.

clawed at

skin. A soft shiver raced through me, igniting a

ravishing,"

caught a flicker of something dark in Cayden’s eyes across the aisle —

robed in deep blue, stepped forward. Her silver hair cascaded down her shoulders, eyes sharp with ancient

This is the

complied with a huff, stepping back with

Gina turned to

throat tight, and reached out. Caspian’s hand was warm and sure; Cayden’s was cold and

to Caspian first, my voice steady despite the

Hazel Gilbert, vow to be your wife, to uphold my duties as your partner, to rule beside

in my heart like a fragile

voice rich

the Blue Moon Pack, vow to become the husband of your dreams, to rule by your side, to fill your life with happiness

nodded solemnly. "So shall it be, in the

of cool ointment across our joined hands, and a wave of chills swept through me, deep and strange.

My breath caught. His gaze pinned me in place,

the words, but suddenly my voice faltered. My stomach

on, Hazel... you can do this," I

protect you and be the mate of

sharp wave. "That’s enough. I don’t do vows. Let’s get this over with,"

stood frozen, heart

me?" Natasha

moved away from me without hesitation, standing before

vow to be your legal protector and ensure you bear

nearly broke under the weight of shame. How foolish I had been — expecting even a sliver of respect from him. After that night, when he had marked me, when his eyes had burned with hunger, when he had touched me as if I were the only thing

had all been a