Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 71: Turn it on...

*~ Author’s POV~*

Hazel sat still for a long moment. Her wrists throbbed against the iron cuffs, skin red and raw from struggling. The silence between her and Lilith hung thick—dense like a fog that refused to lift.

Then suddenly... she laughed.

Not softly. Not bitterly.

She chuckled—a loud, eerie, hollow sound that echoed off the stone walls of the chamber. It was jarring, out of place. It didn’t belong to the Hazel who used to tremble under pressure. This was something... colder.

"So," she said through the lingering laugh, "you wiped my father’s love for me. Just... erased it like a bad Chapter in a book."

Lilith flinched, stepping back a little.

Hazel tilted her head. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. "You made him forget me. And for what? For safety? For some prophecy you won’t even explain?" Her voice dropped, low and sharp. "Was it worth it?"

Lilith opened her mouth. "Hazel, I—"

"Don’t." Hazel cut her off, voice like steel. "Don’t say you did it out of love."

Lilith stepped forward, desperate. "I had no choice. You were born during a Crescent eclipse. The Pack would’ve killed you if they knew. And Marcus—he would’ve died protecting you. I was trying to save both of you."

"But you didn’t save me," Hazel snapped. "You made me nothing. You buried me alive in a human shell. You let me believe I was worthless for years."

Lilith’s breath hitched. "I thought if you were safe, it wouldn’t matter."

"Well, it mattered."

Hazel’s voice dropped into a chilling calm, eyes glassy but dead. "You should’ve just left me with him. At least he would’ve loved me before they destroyed us."

That did it.

Lilith’s face crumpled like paper. Tears pooled in her eyes, and without a word, she turned and fled from the room, her footsteps echoing down the hall. She collapsed in the corner of the corridor, burying her face in her hands.

herself, Lilith whispered to herself. This

slightly, trying to breathe. "Lilith... calm down. She doesn’t know what she’s saying.

CRASH!

jolted through the hallway like

"No..."

feet and sprinted back to the chamber. When she reached the doorway, her heart

her down for days were shattered on the floor—snapped clean in half

forward, twisting her wrist

remaining iron cuff off her hand like it was a

Lilith froze.

eyes flashing—not

a dim, molten

glowing fully yet, but pulsing. Brewing.

forward slowly.

Hazel didn’t flinch. Her tone was light.

I’m not gonna hurt

"Not unless you give me a

stood tall now, back straight, eyes locked on her

She braced herself.

every

from the years, the lies, the secrets—but her wolf stirred beneath her skin, pacing,

she knew what was

with a crooked smile. "Oh? So you’re really

voice was sweet—too

mocking lullaby soaked

they jutted from her lips. Her stance shifted into defense. Not offense. Never offense—not against her own

eyes gleamed. "Don’t worry, Mom. I

dragging her fingertips across the broken chain links still scattered on

be mad disrespectful," she said, grinning now. "But still... you’re in

caught. There was something different