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,

shoved him

into

"But he’s waking up.

are after my power, it means I have something. Witch blood.

at me, conflicted. Then

We all froze.

veins had completely

it looked fresh. Like consciousness was clawing its way

panic painted

"I’ll have to

I screamed. "If we kill him now, what do we

this time.

with the dagger and the

yourself," he

replied, snatching

palms rested on the dagger as I

illustration, placing my hand

I began chanting the lines beneath the

word with hope and anticipation

Nothing happened.

Not even a flicker.

the dagger from my hand, and

Nothing.... My heart drooped.

His eyes fluttered. He coughed

dagger across

We just wasted our goddamn time!" he growled,

bit my nails, heart crumbling. Why did I

disappointment clawed up

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

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

triplets. No matter how dark or twisted his story

don’t," I said, barely above

of them turned to me—just as Caspian’s eyes lit

turned immediately as our

floor

grabbed it without hesitation, and drove it

BOOM.

back onto his body. His limbs twitched—and

released

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