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.

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

instead of the

a pained

My eyes flew open.

"Versa!"

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 the test. Alpha Cayden is the

"I know... but why did

figures around us, the maid still clutching

them to do that

I blinked, stunned.

expected kindness—let alone remorse—from the beautiful red-haired woman who

I won’t be able to leave this place,"

eyes scanning my frame, seeing what no one else

"You could die." Her voice cracked then. "I’m sorry. I can’t let

I saw her pain. Like

soft against my bruised skin. Once I was fully clothed, she

to pull away, to bolt, to escape

She nodded silently. Her grip on

I saw

Cayden.

I stepped into the room, scanning my face, my arms, my legs—as if searching for injury. His shoulders dropped ever so slightly when he

groan of frustration or a sigh of relief—but

me—clothed, unharmed—he let out a guttural

me in his arms, holding me like

even as a human. That’s how fast it was

the father,"

stared. Still, silent, eyes locked on me like

how are you sure about that?" Former Luna’s voice barked from the balcony, thick with rage. "You were supposed to punish her—not...

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

turned and saw the faintest mark—something I hadn’t even

"I did the match. His blood synced

A heavy silence followed.