Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Core of the Monster

~Hazel’s POV~

It felt like my mind had been swallowed whole, yanked from my body like a soul stripped from flesh. Silence pressed on every side of me, heavy and strange. I was floating—or falling—into a space that didn’t feel real.

Where... am I?

Everything around me was dark, but then... like velvet curtains pulling apart, I saw sunlight bloom ahead. Warm, golden, nostalgic. I stepped forward, drawn to it. The moment I did, I heard a voice.

"Cyrius, stop! Mum said we shouldn’t throw balls at each other!"

That voice... soft, young, familiar. It was Caspian.

No. A younger version of him.

And then I saw them—three little boys running through a field. My breath caught. They were adorable, all with raven-black hair but eyes that burned with different colors: fiery red, piercing blue, and warm amber-gold.

Two ran in front, one trailing behind and tossing balls at them like they were toys. The ones in front—Cayden and Caspian. Definitely. But the one in the back...

Cyrius.

My chest tightened. I knew it. I felt it in my bones.

Then it happened.

Little Cayden paused, turned, and faced Cyrius. His red eyes began to glow, and slowly... his hand raised.

The energy in the air changed.

Cyrius screamed.

His body lifted off the ground, suspended by invisible hands as if something—someone—was choking him. And Cayden—little, innocent Cayden—was surrounded by shadows. Dark smoke veined with glowing black tendrils crawled over his small frame.

"Cayden, what are you doing?! Let him go!" little Caspian yelled in horror.

But Cayden didn’t move.

Cyrius fell hard. Caspian rushed to him, shaking him, crying his name. "Cyrius? CYRIUS?!"

he launched toward Cayden—but didn’t reach him. and he too dropped to the ground, choking,

ran in. The

still standing, covered in dark magic. Her hand flew to

"She said there weren’t consequences.

wrong with me?" Cayden cried. "I’m

ran to her, but she backed away

shrieked, trembling. "That bastard witch that cursed

then my eyes flew to a shadow.....A shadow standing in the

build. Same curly hair cascading from beneath a wide-brimmed hat

to reach

"Wait—"

turned slightly, just enough to let a sliver of her face peek through her hat. But before I could recognize her, the world

back to me...My eyes

back into me—and what I saw made my blood

to the floor with terrifying strength. His face was twisted in rage,

up, panic driving

me, rushing to shield Caspian. My breath was ragged,

Cayden froze.

red eyes dimmed. His lips

against his chest. "Hazel, what

whispered, my voice barely holding itself together. "I saw what he did. As a child. What he was. What he

"You’re shaking—Hazel—"

I cried, voice cracking. "I can’t believe he’s the

a wall shattered in slow motion. He took one

the bed gently. "Hazel, you

there... still as a statue. His gaze dropped to the floor. Something about his face—it looked familiar. The same

bit of it.

Twice.

pleaded, "please tell me what

to

That’s when Cayden snapped.

hell is going on?! How do you know about Cyrius?! Same with O’Brien... Did you

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