Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 57: A figure

*~Hazel’s POV~*

My baby is coming.

The child I got pregnant with barely two weeks ago... is on its way out of me like the universe is on fast-forward. I should be screaming for joy...or maybe not...but honestly? I’m terrified.

None of this makes sense. The timing. The pain. The urgency. The fear was crawling under my skin. What the hell is going on?

Aurora grabbed my hand, her palm cool but steady despite the tremor in her fingers. Her eyes met mine with a force that kept me grounded. "Don’t worry," she said, voice calm even though her face was pale. "I’ll handle it. But first—I need to seal this room. I need your blood."

"My... my blood?"

She didn’t wait for me to understand. A sharp prick bit into my finger and she caught the drop with a piece of cloth. "Only those connected by blood can pass through the barrier I’m about to cast Cayden, and by extension Caspian. That’ll keep everyone else out."

She moved to the front of the door and began muttering words I didn’t understand. Her voice wavered at first, then grew firm—commanding. I was sweating. Trembling. My whole body ached like it wasn’t mine anymore. My head throbbed. My vision blurred. I couldn’t breathe through the fear.

Why now?

Why is my child coming now? f.(r)eew ebnov\ll.com

Why did someone write a threat in the council room the same day I went into labor?

Why is it all happening so damn fast?

"Aurora," I whimpered. "Something’s wrong. This isn’t right. I’m scared. What if—what if someone tries to take the baby?"

"I won’t let them," she said firmly, running back to me. "But we have to deliver this child. Now."

"I don’t know how," I confessed, my voice shaking. "Neither do you."

"We’ll figure it out together." She gripped my hand tightly. "Hazel, I need you to push."

I tried. God, I tried. I pressed my legs into the sheets and curled my back, squeezing my eyes shut and pushing with every ounce of strength I had.

Nothing.

I whimpered again, curling in pain.

"I don’t know any spell to force a baby out," Aurora admitted. "But we don’t need magic. Just will. You can do this. Come on, Hazel—breathe. And try again."

"I can’t," I sobbed. "I can’t do this. My body’s too weak, Aurora. I’m going to lose the baby."

"You won’t. Look at me," she said. "Look. At. Me. You are stronger than this pain. You are not going to die, and neither is your child."

I stared at her. Her confidence. Her raw faith. And somehow, I believed her.

I nodded, gritted my teeth, clenched my fists—and pushed.

Still... nothing.

nearly screamed in frustration. Aurora glanced at my body,

spell to bring the baby, I can give you my energy. It’ll

You’re still recovering. You can barely

she said. "This

rubbed her palms together until sparks flew, then

warm, surging power spread through my chest, like fire and sunlight wrapped into one. My eyes widened at the sensation, and

"Push," she commanded.

And this time—I felt something shift. Aurora leaned down, her voice trembling. "I see the head. Keep

me—my will, her energy, the pain, the fear. I pushed until blood ran

I was breaking.

yet I couldn’t

about me," Aurora said weakly. "Just keep going. I’m

by me, holding me up, whispering

cry filled the

backward as she scooped the baby up, gently cleaning the child with a nearby cloth. The screaming made it real.

placed him in my

My baby.

A boy.

chest broke open at the sight of him. Tiny. Red-faced.

time in what felt like

dripping down her face. Her smile was tired, but it glowed with

her expression

eyes locked

faded. Replaced with

"H-Hazel... oh my God."

"What?" I blinked.

another one. Another

I froze. "What?"

slowly. "It’s not

my hand

Aurora was right.

There was another.

Twins.

mine again, less steady than before, but still fierce, still determined. Her lips were cracked. Her voice trembled. "You’ve got one more push left in you, Hazel.

of the baby in my arms reminded me: I had to

into a soft cloth beside me.

And pushed.

bones felt like they were grinding against each other. Until the veins

A girl.

girl. My little

as she lifted the baby. Her hands were shaking too much. "She’s here," she whispered, wiping the child down, her voice caught between exhaustion and awe. "A girl... and she’s

baby girl in my arms beside

them both, shaking, laughing, overwhelmed. "I have twins," I whispered, like

Two little miracles.