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 stop

Cayden shoved

body slammed into the

shouted. "But he’s waking up.

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

at me, conflicted.

We all froze.

dark veins had completely

it looked fresh. Like consciousness was clawing

to us, panic painted

he muttered. "I’ll have to take his life

now, what do we gain? What if the plan actually

this time.

out and returned with

yourself," he said, handing

replied, snatching them

rested on the dagger as I studied

illustration, placing

chanting the lines beneath

whispered the final word with

Nothing happened.

Not even a flicker.

stepped forward, took the dagger from my hand, and

Nothing.... My heart drooped.

eyes

the dagger across the

goddamn time!" he growled, both hands digging into

nails, heart crumbling. Why did

clawed up my

whispered. "We’ll have

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

No matter how dark or twisted his story was, he was still part of

don’t," I said,

turned to me—just

We all turned immediately as our eyes fell on

the floor was glowing. I

grabbed it without hesitation, and drove

BOOM.

His limbs twitched—and then slowly stilled. His consciousness began

released a

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