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.

no!" Caspian shouted, running to

shoved him

into the wall, cracking

sorry!" Cayden shouted. "But he’s waking up.

to create another dagger. If the witches are after my power, it means

me,

We all froze.

dark veins had completely

it looked fresh. Like consciousness was clawing its way

to us, panic painted across

have to take his

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

this time. The

with

not hurt yourself," he said, handing them

I replied, snatching them

as I studied the grimoire. There was no text

placing my hand on the

began chanting the

the final word with hope and anticipation in

Nothing happened.

Not even a flicker.

on me. Cayden stepped forward, took the dagger from my

Nothing.... My heart drooped.

eyes fluttered. He coughed

threw the dagger across the

Useless! We just wasted our goddamn time!" he growled,

heart crumbling. Why did I feel so sure

clawed

guess Cayden’s right," I whispered. "We’ll

had never met Cyrius. Never even spoken to him. But if he woke up...

No matter how dark

said, barely

of them turned to me—just as Caspian’s

as our eyes fell on

floor was glowing. I

hesitation, and drove it into Cyrius’s

BOOM.

limbs twitched—and then slowly stilled.

all released a shaky

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