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.

I nearly screamed in

Even if I can’t do a spell to

still recovering. You

"This baby needs to

palms together until sparks flew, then held them over

wrapped into one. My eyes

"Push," she commanded.

Aurora leaned down, her voice trembling. "I see the head. Keep

my heels into the mattress, pushing with everything in me—my will, her energy, the pain, the fear. I pushed until blood ran from

I was breaking.

I

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

But she stayed by me, holding me up,

cry filled the

cleaning the child with a nearby cloth. The screaming made it real. My

placed him in

My baby.

A boy.

broke open at the sight of

what felt like hours. "You’re here," I whispered.

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

expression changed.

locked

faded. Replaced with

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

"What?" I blinked.

"There’s another

I froze. "What?"

slowly. "It’s

reached for my hand

Aurora was right.

There was another.

Twins.

before, but still fierce, still determined. Her lips were cracked. Her voice trembled. "You’ve got one more

of the baby in my arms reminded me: I had

beside me. Then,

And pushed.

Until my bones felt like they were grinding against each other. Until the veins in my neck pulsed like they’d burst.

A girl.

girl. My little

out a soft, broken sob as she lifted the baby. Her hands were shaking too much. "She’s here," she whispered, wiping the child down, her

girl in my

even realize I was crying until the tears splashed onto their tiny faces. I held them both, shaking, laughing, overwhelmed. "I have twins," I whispered, like saying it out loud would make it more real. "A boy and

Two little miracles.