Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 62

Chapter 62: Hell

~Caspian’s POV ~

The warmth in her eyes... it was gone. Completely.

She stood in the center of the room barefoot, blood-splattered, her hair wild like a storm cloud. Around her lay the torn bodies of wolves...my wolves.

And she had ended them, just like that. I stared at her, unable to breathe.

How did she get so strong? Is that even Hazel anymore? The questions tore through my chest like claws.

She turned to me, slowly. And then she smiled.

It wasn’t her usual smile...the one that melted my heart. No... this was cruel.

"I’ve never felt this good," she said, her voice light and airy, like she was commenting on the weather.

"Maybe those babies being taken away from me... was the right thing, you know?"

My heart dropped. What?

Then she laughed. Hard. She grabbed her stomach like someone had said the funniest thing.

"Hazel..." I stepped forward slowly, cautiously. "What’s wrong with you?"

"Nothing, Caspian," she said, grinning wider now. "It’s me. Hazel. I just... can’t feel anything anymore. And it’s wonderful."

I blinked, stunned.

"But you’re...you’re talking like—why would you say something like that? About your children?"

She tilted her head, amused. "Say what? That my babies were taken away from me? That maybe it’s for the best?"

I flinched. She took a step toward me, barefoot in blood, and I instinctively stepped back.

"Ever since I got pregnant, everyone’s been whispering. Judging. Telling me what to do, what not to do, how to act, what to feel. Everyone’s been telling me whole lots of stuff."

Her voice cracked on that last word, but she quickly composed herself, wiping her bloodied hand down her arm.

"It’s an abomination, right?" she sneered. "Isn’t that what they said?"

"Hazel—"

"Even Cyrius said it," she cut in, her eyes flashing gold for a brief second. "That I should fear those babies. That they would be the very things that destroy me. And maybe... just maybe... he was right."

"No. No, don’t do this," I pleaded. "You don’t mean any of this. You’re in pain. You’ve been through too much, Hazel...just let me help you. Please."

turned away

she whispered, and then her voice turned

her clench her fists, blood dripping down her fingers like

I’m going to kill

way she said it...like a promise, a prophecy...sent

rip him apart for what he did to me. For what he made me. For torturing me all these years, I’ll make him pay." Her chest rose and fell with

alone. You don’t have to become this to get justice. You don’t need

back to me. The smile had faded. Her face

already lost myself, Caspian. The moment they took

she walked past me. My mind

Hazel. It was her... but

felt her warmth, her fear, her pain...now there was only power.

her, but my legs buckled beneath me like snapped twigs. My wrist twisted again with sharp, biting pain as

the hell did she do

thrown me across the room. Caspian. Her

screamed. It would take time for my wolf to heal, but that wasn’t what made my chest tighten. It was

a stranger. No...worse.

to sit up. "Did she just

wasn’t supposed to have a wolf. She had no scent,

she became something like a witch fixing the dagger. And

A witch? A werewolf?

happening. Hazel

Not now.

we should be looking for

downstairs and someone

Gilberts... they’ve been murdered." My chest sank hard. Why does the

her tracks and whipped around. Her eyes burned

Her voice was low, dangerous, coiled like a predator mid-pounce. "No. I was supposed to

came out like

The guard hesitated. Then:

slaughtered them... including

instantly, eyes

Hazel’s face cracked

Her tone trembled, not

"Who. did? It."

voice echoed from

"Me."

see who it was and someone entered the

blood.

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