Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 52

Chapter 52: what the hell?

~Hazel’s POV~

My stomach clenched as everything unfolded right in front of me.

Cyrius... lying in a coffin, on the verge of waking up in the next thirty seconds.

Caspian lost for the first time, his usual calm demeanor is gone.

And Cayden spiraling out of control.

I took a deep breath. Something clung to me... like a whisper from inside.

"You are an abomination... bringing another abomination."

If I truly carried power inside me something witches feared then maybe... just maybe, I could do something. Maybe I could fix the dagger. Maybe I could be useful.

"Let me do it," I blurted out.

Their heads turned to me briefly, but their eyes flicked away like the words had slipped past them. Like I was invisible.

I turned to Caspian. He was the only one who might actually listen.

"Caspian," I pleaded. "Let me try. The witches are after me because they think I have powers. Whether it’s me or the child, there’s something. I might be a witch."

I clutched my gown, heart hammering in my chest. Caspian met my gaze with those bright, sea-blue eyes.

"Darling," he said gently, placing a hand on my shoulder, "I know you’re trying to help. But you touched the lantern that day—it didn’t glow. You’re not a witch."

"But..." I whispered, my voice breaking. "It vibrated. Remember? I felt something."

I squeezed his hand tightly, hoping he’d believe me.

"Just stay out of this, Hazel," Cayden cut in, chuckling as he ran a hand through his long hair. "You’re not what you’re claiming to be."

I scowled at him. "I’m only trying to help."

I turned back to Caspian. "Please. Let’s just try. We don’t have time to waste."

"Don’t involve yourself in this," he said, more carefully now. "We’ll wait until Aurora heals tomorrow "

"We don’t have till tomorrow!" Cayden roared. "He’s waking up! In less than five minutes he’ll stand up. Then we’ll be dealing with him."

"I guess we don’t have a choice," Caspian said quietly.

Cayden suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Cyrius’s unconscious body by the throat.

shouted,

Cayden shoved him

into the

he’s waking up. We have no other

yelled. "Just let me try to create another dagger. If the witches are after my power, it means I have something. Witch

at me, conflicted. Then Cyrius

We all froze.

dark veins had completely

fresh. Like consciousness

to us, panic painted

muttered. "I’ll have to

screamed. "If we kill him now, what do we gain? What if the plan actually works?" Caspian

Louder this

out and returned with the dagger and the

yourself," he said, handing them

I replied, snatching them from his

the dagger as I studied the grimoire. There was no text just symbols.

mimicked the illustration, placing my hand on the

I began chanting the lines beneath

whispered the final word with hope and anticipation in my

Nothing happened.

Not even a flicker.

landed on me. Cayden stepped forward, took the dagger from my hand, and drove it

Nothing.... My heart drooped.

His eyes fluttered. He

the dagger

We just wasted our goddamn time!"

nails, heart crumbling. Why did I feel so sure

clawed

whispered. "We’ll have to... do

Never even spoken to him. But if he

to the Alpha triplets. No matter how dark

don’t," I said,

turned to me—just as

all turned immediately as

floor was

hesitation, and drove it

BOOM.

limbs twitched—and then slowly

released a

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