Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 27: Sharp vision

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~Hazel’s POV~

I’m pregnant.

A literal child is growing in me.

And now... now I’m risking my life to protect it.

A truth I had only just learned minutes ago—and already it felt like a lifetime’s burden.

Is it worth it?

That question kept circling my mind like a vulture.

Two guards dragged me by each arm toward the rooftop. My feet barely moved in rhythm as the cold air up there teased my skin before we’d even arrived. Behind me walked the Gamma, Leon, silent as ever, and the witch who was oddly always by his side—Aurora. Her red hair glinted under the torchlight, her expression unreadable.

Caspian had tried to stop me.

He’d fought, cursed, begged—but no. This wasn’t his battle. This was mine. Mine to bear. Mine to survive.

When we reached the rooftop, the wind was harsher, almost mocking. The guards didn’t say a word as the witch stepped forward and began removing my dress. My breath caught. I felt exposed—raw, inside and out. Leon turned away, standing outside the rooftop boundary like a sentry. I was about to be naked in front of everyone, and I understood now why he’d chosen to wait outside.

But as soon as the last layer of fabric was peeled from my skin, the tears began to fall. Silent at first, then heavier, like they carried everything I’d bottled up inside for years.

From down below, I heard a distant growl—deep, feral. Caspian.

They were holding him back. Holding him down. It must’ve taken at least four wolves to restrain him. I could feel his rage clawing at the walls, desperate to reach me, to protect me, to do something.

And then they brought out the whips.

My breath stopped. I knew that whip. I knew it.

The same kind my father used on me anytime I got caught stealing food—after he’d forced me to skip breakfast or dinner. I didn’t get lunch. That wasn’t for "girls like me."

Every line of the whip. Every frayed strand. I could name each one by the scars they left.

her hand high, whip ready. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for that

the crack of

a pained

My eyes flew open.

"Versa!"

on the floor. Paralyzed. Arms frozen mid-air. Whips still in hand, suspended

It was Aurora.

the father," she said, breathless. Her chest heaved like she’d just run a marathon. "I’ve done

dropped open. "I know... but

around us, the

do that to you," Aurora whispered. "You

I blinked, stunned.

beautiful red-haired woman who always looked so distant and

take this punishment, I won’t be able to leave this place," I said, voice low, like a

seeing what no one else ever had—how fragile I

body can’t survive this..." she murmured. "You could die." Her

I saw her pain. Like she

I was fully

we reached the grand hall again, my nerves cracked. I tried to pull away, to bolt, to escape this never-ending spectacle. I

silently. Her grip on

then I

Cayden.

scanned me the moment I stepped into the room, scanning my face, my arms, my legs—as if searching

a groan of frustration or a sigh of relief—but it was something. Something

being held down by four wolves, but the moment he saw me—clothed, unharmed—he let

his arms, holding me

hammering. I could hear his heartbeat, even as a human. That’s

father,"

word. He just... stared. Still, silent, eyes locked on me like

from the balcony, thick with rage. "You were supposed to

"I took the test. While undressing her, I took a small

shoulder. I turned and saw

continued. "I did the match. His

A heavy silence followed.