Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 59: Babies.. not baby

*~ Hazel’s POV~* NovelFire

I sat right in front of the door, clutching the fabric of my dress in trembling fists. Why me?

No, really—why me?

Why must it always be me?

Why was I born a damn human? Rejected, tortured by my own family—by my father, my sisters. Then becoming the unwanted mate of the triplet Alphas, pulled between them like meat. And just when I thought I’d found clarity found answers—I discovered I wasn’t really human. That all the suffering I’d endured was for nothing.

I got pregnant. Within weeks, I gave birth. And on the same day, that baby...my baby...was stripped away from me.

Why me?

What crime did I commit to deserve this life?

Maybe... maybe Caspian shouldn’t have stopped me that day. Maybe when I tried to take my own life, he should’ve just let me go. Maybe I should have done it. Maybe it’s not too late to try again. At least then, nothing will stop me. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll finally find peace in heaven because right now, I doubt I’ll ever get to see my babies again.

Where is Cayden? Where is Caspian? The same two men who promised to protect me, protect our child..where are they now? Why weren’t they here? Why did no one stop him?

This is the High House. The impenetrable fortress of New Orleans. The home to the Blue Moon. The strongest place, they said. The safest. So how the hell did he manage to walk in and take everything?

He was supposed to be locked away. In a coffin.

Who let him out?

My thoughts spiraled in endless circles. My hands were soaked with blood...the blood of my babies. My own body was still drenched in the aftermath of labor, and yet I wasn’t even allowed the sacred moment of holding my newborns close. I hadn’t kissed their foreheads. Hadn’t memorized their smell. I hadn’t even breastfed them yet.

Even if somehow got them back, I’d miss it. The early moments. The first bonding. By the time I saw them again, they’d have grown. I would have missed their firsts.

And all I could think was: damn Cyrius... damn Cayden... damn Caspian.

My eyes wandered, searching the room for something sharp. Anything. A way to end this never-ending nightmare. Maybe that was my destiny after all.

crash

High House doors flew

check. I knew it wasn’t

heard

finally back. But they were too

a blur, landing at my

breathed out, his eyes sweeping the room in a frantic panic. Then,

do I say it out loud?..that my babies were

eyes dropped

the baby?

mouth, but nothing

I and Cayden could break it... no one

His eyes took in the scene, landing on me...then shifting to Aurora’s

then Leon stumbled in, clutching his stomach, blood soaking through his shirt. His face twisted in pain as his eyes darted

room, followed by Cayden. "Aurora," Cayden choked out, kneeling beside her. "She’s not

hell happened?" he shouted, looking to me. "Hazel...how?! Nobody should’ve been able to get in

whispered, my voice breaking. "She cast a blood spell. Only two people should’ve been able to break through

dropped. Their

"No..." Cayden whispered.

"No way," Caspian breathed.

said

was gone rushing toward the tomb where his brother was

There was silence.

Dead silence.

the room was Leon’s broken sobs and anguished cries.

he whispered. Then louder, "Aurora, wake up!" His voice cracked. "Damn it! You promised! You said this

contorted in heartbreak. "You can’t die now. You’ve sacrificed too much. There’s no way I’m going to let you go. No damn way.

stood frozen beside me,

frantic. "Who released him? What is happening?" His mind raced, and then he said the name I feared. "Is it... Marcus? Is