Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 58: Let it go...

Hazel’s POV

My breath hitched when his gaze swept across Aurora, lying motionless on the floor, and he stepped right past her like she was nothing but a rug. No pause, no flinch. The second his full face came into view, a shiver bolted through my spine.

Oh my God.

He looked exactly like Caspian..but with Cayden’s dangerous aura woven into every sharp angle of his body. His hair was long, dark, cascading over his shoulders like Cayden’s, but his facial structure was unmistakably Caspian’s... just a more hardened, haunting version. He had Cayden’s eyes, the shape, the intensity but his brows were arched with a wicked tilt, and his jawline was so sharp it could cut steel.

No.

No damn way this is real.

He wasn’t just handsome—he was ethereal. A sinful blend of every intoxicating thing about the Salvatore brothers, laced with perfection: goosebumps prickled over my skin as the air between us grew heavy.

And his eyes those glowing, electric yellow eyes were locked on me.

"Cy... Cyrius?" I stammered. My throat tightened.

How?

I saw that dagger in his chest. I saw it.

I clutched my babies tighter in my arms as he approached. Slowly. Unbothered. Like he had all the time in the world.

"You know about me..." he murmured, the corner of his mouth lifting. "Can’t believe they told you. That’s... nice."

His voice...God...it was Caspian’s smoothness laced with Cayden’s razor. Familiar but wrong in every way.

His fingers reached forward and gently traced the side of my face, feather-light. My skin recoiled on instinct, but his touch was oddly... reverent. His golden eyes searched mine, full of something I couldn’t name.

"Hello, mate," he whispered, and his voice sent a jolt down my spine. "I’m sorry we had to meet like this."

His features twisted for a second in barely restrained rage—then just as quickly melted into a soft, almost boyish smile. A dimple dipped into his cheek.

"Damn," he breathed, tucking a stray piece of hair behind my ear, "you are beautiful."

His fingertips brushed my lips.

Then both my babies let out a soft wail, and he immediately jerked back. His gaze snapped to them, pupils narrowing. Something unreadable flashed through his eyes.

And then, silence. They stopped crying the moment he stepped away.

His stare stayed on them.

"Which is the father?" he asked.

I said nothing. My arms tightened around my children.

"This one," he said, nodding at my daughter, "has Cayden’s face. This one..." he gestured to my son "has his eyes."

He gave a short, bitter laugh. "So... both are his."

flinched as his

bastard’s spawn might be the most foolish

talk about my children like that!" I snapped, my voice slicing through the

chuckled. Running his finger through his hair like Cayden

he said softly. "I’m not the

not monsters like him!" I screamed,

in his expression—something vulnerable, just for a

in the air. "So... you do know what he is. The kind of monster who would kill his brother

bleeding...anger barely hiding the depth of pain beneath

will kill you

second. His yellow eyes flickered, and then he

he does. For you to know about me, it means he must have

stepped back then, his face changed.. not in anger this time but a

him to side with Cayden again...

out a dry,

What a f*cking

And then he stopped.

flame snuffed out. His eyes, still glowing like the heart of a wildfire, locked back on mine. That smirk

he said softly.

What?

continued, voice smooth as silk but

flinched, pulling my babies closer to my chest. My heart thudded, uneven and

even here?" I snapped, voice

for your name, gorgeous. It’s only

him. I didn’t want to give him anything. But something

"...Hazel."

eyes, no doubt. Hazel." He rolled the name

something unreadable shifting behind

here is up," he announced quietly.

just stared

need to

I blinked, frozen. "What...?"

hurt you. Not to bond. Just to make sure you don’t get

No.

the twins, clutching them so close I could feel their tiny hearts pounding against my

taking them from me," I said through clenched teeth, shaking. "Cayden will kill you. Caspian will

please," Cyrius sneered. "They won’t even get here in time. And even if they did...

His gaze darkened.

ever

into hysteria. "Aurora....Aurora, stand

limp on the floor. Her fingers, still smeared with blood. Her eyes

chest

his voice didn’t sound mocking. It sounded... final. "Can’t you

"No, no, no. She can’t be.

said, but his eyes were cold. "But this is how it has to go. For everything

then—he reached

For my babies.