Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 48: Bad choice

*~Author’s POV ~*

The carriage moved slowly along the worn forest path. Inside, Aurora sat upright, flipping through a spellbook as glowing runes danced at her fingertips. Hazel sat beside her, resting a gentle hand on her shoulder, offering silent comfort. Though the ride was calm, tension clung to the air like mist.

Behind them Blue moon wolfs stationed there to ensure Hazel’s safety. Just as Elder O’Brien had ordered, she was being moved from the High House—supposedly for her own good. The Council had agreed. Hazel hadn’t.

And maybe... they were all wrong.

The carriage gave a sudden jolt.

A sharp thud echoed beneath the wheels, and the driver cursed as the horses neighed, rearing slightly. Aurora’s spell flickered out.

"What was that?" she muttered, snapping her book shut.

The driver twisted in his seat. "A rock, I think. I’ll check." He hopped down and approached the obstruction cautiously.

Then—whizz!

An arrow flew from the shadows. The driver caught it just in time, inches from his chest. His eyes widened.

A second arrow struck him dead through the side. He dropped.

Aurora’s eyes darkened. "Hazel, up! Now!"

Hazel jolted awake as Aurora dragged her from the carriage. The forest had gone silent—but not empty.

"Versa," Aurora whispered, and a glowing force-shield burst around them.

Then, from the woods, they emerged.

First, five cloaked figures—witches. But behind them came another: an older woman, cloaked in black, long dark hair draping over her shoulders like a veil.

Hazel gasped. Aurora’s breath caught.

"Dahlia," she hissed.

But it wasn’t just the witches.

Another figure stepped forward.

A man they knew.

"Elder O’Brien," Aurora said in disbelief.

Hazel’s blood ran cold. The wolves guarding them shifted to human form, surrounding her protectively. But it was too late.

threw his own mate out, just like I said he would. And Caspian—Beta

"So this is where you got the herbs. From

She nodded toward Dahlia.

smirked, her voice sharp as broken glass. "And there’s the little

of her protectively. "I’ll protect her with

deepened. "Your life? Sweetheart...

from her mouth. She dropped to

Hazel cried out,

should’ve known," Aurora gasped. "The coffin...

"I’m not leaving you—"

said run!" Aurora clutched her side. Her eyes flicked black. "I’ll

"No!"

worry," she said with a shaky grin. "Dark magic has always been my

the word

leaking

see

woods, growls erupted. The witches took their positions. The

Hazel turned to run.

step when the five cloaked figures behind Dahlia lunged forward, sprinting toward them with terrifying

Behind them, chaos erupted.

with glowing red eyes, growling low. The wolves who had been secretly guarding Hazel abandoned the shadows and burst forward—shifting midair into their human or wolf forms as they charged into

exploded. Screams rang through the

it all, her back pressed against the shattered carriage. Her vision blurred. Her limbs wouldn’t move.

Hazel couldn’t

Every sound was muffled.

Every breath felt stolen.

witches at once, wolves battling unknown beasts, and O’Brien tearing

And then it happened.

twisting pain shot through her belly—deep,

gasped and fell to her knees. Blood pooled underneath her in

scream, but instead, she

both

Then came her voice.

Dahlia crooned from the chaos, stepping out like a queen in the center of war. "I’m simply observing the power. We’re

toward her through the fight, untouched, unfazed, her eyes locked like a predator finally sinking its teeth

whispered. "Come

Hazel didn’t move.

She couldn’t move.

But her body did.

lifted off the ground and slammed hard onto her knees before Dahlia. The witch smiled sweetly as she gripped Hazel by

and mouth. Dahlia tilted her head,