Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 25: Flames of denial

~Cayden’s POV~

This can’t be real... impossible. Hazel? Pregnant with my child?

The words played in my head like some sick joke. I stood there, stiff, barely breathing as Caspian took a step back from me. I noticed it instantly—the disappointment in his eyes, the sharp shift in the air between us. My brother, my blood... turning away.

I reached out instinctively, like that could somehow fix this. "Brother... this can’t"

But he cut me off, his voice slicing through the noise like a dagger.

"It’s enough, Cayden. Enough of your lies and deceit. But for how long will you keep doing this, huh?"

He stepped back further, shaking his head in disgust. "Alpha Cayden."

That last part? He emphasized it—mocked me with it. My title suddenly felt like a heavy burden around my neck. My eyes widened because that was it. That was exactly what I’d been running from.

Any connection with Hazel always ended in chaos. The closer I got to her, the more I felt like I was unraveling. Worse—I was dragging her down with me.

I sent Ragnar away. I made a deal. I told myself it was for her safety, that staying away was the only way to protect her. She didn’t need to be tangled in my world. And now...this?

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No. No, it couldn’t be. I wasn’t even inside her long enough. Barely even touched her that way. And Natasha? I’ve been with her countless times, and not once has she gotten pregnant. Not once.

This had to be a scam. A cruel setup. She’s faking it.

And now, she’s taking Caspian away from me. My own brother. My last anchor. Without him, I’m... lost.

The anger began to boil under my skin. I needed answers. I needed to see her.

I shoved Caspian out of my way and stormed through the crowd toward the hall’s entrance. But then

I stopped, like my body hit an invisible wall.

There she was.

Hazel.

Standing tall in the middle of chaos, her gaze locked with mine like we were the only two people in the room. Tears streaked down her face, ruining her makeup. Her hands clenched the fabric of her dress like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. Her chest heaved, but her stare?

Fierce.

"You.."

it, teeth

then my eyes dropped to

deep feeling crept into my chest. Not fear. Not anger.

take a step closer, Caspian moved between us, shielding her like I was a disease. That only

weight of everything finally pressing against my lungs. "First becoming our mate... and now pregnant? Are you aware of the danger and embarrassment

didn’t even blink. Her stare matched mine—equal

kind

situation? I would pick you to

twisted, but my

you just leave?!" I shouted, unable to hold

gripped Caspian’s arm tightly. "I...

weren’t loud, but

can leave. With your illegitimate child. You’re both not

meant them to be. If she stayed... she’d die. This pack, my world—none of it would spare her. Ragnar needed to know she was gone,

her live out the rest of her human days

But instead of breaking...

She stepped forward.

heels clicked against the marble like war drums,

She slapped me.

Hard.

And then again.

then a third

sting echoed across my face and

call

of my suit. She yanked me closer, eyes blazing with fury. "Don’t

shoved her back, not

worst thing you could possibly do to me. Any ’or else’ will just

had

Every time she enters, everything goes

control. Not

always knows

parents were up on the mezzanine, and the Gilbert wolves were gathering near Marcus. And the entire

And then he spoke.