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."

as his

that bastard’s spawn might be the most foolish mistake

I snapped,

blinked in mild surprise. Then chuckled. Running his finger through his hair

me," he said softly. "I’m not the one

I screamed, fury ripping out

expression—something vulnerable, just for

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

raw and bleeding...anger

Caspian will kill you if

breathing for a second. His yellow eyes flickered, and

name in front of me, mate," he said coldly. "So Caspian knows. Of course he does. For you to know about

his face changed.. not in anger this time but

to side with Cayden again... of course he

a dry, humorless

What

And then he stopped.

died like a flame snuffed out. His eyes, still glowing like the heart of a wildfire, locked

said softly. "Where are my

What?

ask your name," he continued, voice smooth as silk but edged with steel. "I can’t keep calling you

flinched, pulling my babies closer to my chest. My heart thudded, uneven and violent. Why ask that now? Why

even here?"

for your name, gorgeous. It’s only

went dry. I didn’t want to tell him. I didn’t want to give him

"...Hazel."

chuckled. "Befitting you perfectly," he murmured. "Inspired by your eyes, no doubt. Hazel." He rolled the name on his tongue like it was something rare. "Moon bless whoever named

stepped back, something unreadable shifting behind

up," he announced quietly. "It’s

he didn’t move. He just stared again

low. "But you’ll need to forget this ever happened. The birth.

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

were never supposed to give birth, Hazel," he said. "That’s why I came. Not to hurt you. Not to bond. Just

go? No. No no

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

clenched teeth, shaking. "Cayden will kill you. Caspian will tear you

Cyrius sneered. "They won’t even get here in time. And even if they did... I doubt they’ll want to fight back

His gaze darkened.

they’ll regret ever turning their backs on

into hysteria. "Aurora....Aurora, stand up! He’s

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

her chest wasn’t

Hazel," Cyrius said softly, and for once, his voice didn’t sound mocking. It sounded... final.

"No, no, no. She can’t be. ...She was just here...she helped

he said, but his eyes were cold. "But this is how

reached

For my babies.