Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 86: They did!

*~Hazel’s POV~*

The first thing I noticed was the ceiling. It wasn’t spinning anymore, but my head still throbbed like a drum being pounded from the inside.

My mouth was dry, my limbs heavy, and there was the faint taste of something sour on my tongue..alcohol. Strong, lingering alcohol.

"What the hell..." I mumbled, sitting up slowly.

I was in my bed. Tucked in neatly, even. How the hell had I gotten here? I didn’t remember walking myself upstairs. I must’ve passed out and forced someone..probably multiple someones to drag me here like a sack of potatoes. They probably had to bribe a few omegas just to carry me without dropping me down the stairs. Ugh.

I winced at the thought.

Then the memories started to flood in, like a slow-motion car crash I couldn’t stop watching. Cayden’s eyes, the warmth in his voice, the damn alcohol in my system making me too honest. I groaned and pressed both hands against my face, hiding from the shame crawling up my neck.

Oh god.

Did I actually tell Cayden I wanted my babies to look like him? Out loud? With words?

"I must’ve been out of my mind," I muttered, dragging a pillow over my face.

Sure, he has a very good feature but did I have to say it with passion? Right to his face?

What the hell was I thinking?

I tossed the pillow aside, suddenly aware of how still the house was. There were no footsteps, no chatter, no howling omegas prepping for a party. Just silence.

Where was Cayden, anyway?

And why was everything so... quiet?

Then came the crash.

A loud, jarring crash from downstairs—followed by a growl so raw, so guttural, it sent goosebumps down my arms.

stopped..Something was wrong. Was that... was

The alcohol still danced through my veins, making my

whispered, steadying myself against the bedpost. "Brace yourself. Breathe. You’re

time I felt this dizzy and breathless was when I first realized I was pregnant. And now, the feeling

My babies.

a party?

chase away the unease. You’re going to see them, I reminded myself. You’re going to hold them.

this kind of anticipation in months. It filled my chest like light spilling into darkness. Maybe I could finally start healing. Maybe I could give them the kind of

convince myself the noise I heard was just excitement—maybe a party, maybe the twins

a party. Not

something wrong. Growls echoed off the walls, low and vicious

looked like

lost control. Caspian was hunched beside him, his face turned away like he couldn’t bear to look. Aurora clutched Leon

My heart skipped.

My babies.

was

Why were her lips quivering like she was praying? Why

then... I

body, pale and motionless, stretched out across the floor. Blue-tinged. Lifeless.

whispered, my

tried to take the twins again and they killed him. Maybe that’s why everyone was upset.

understand the mood. No one was celebrating. No one was smiling. Not even relief. Just

going on?" I said, my voice cracking. "Why is everyone so serious? My babies are here,

at Cayden. "Cayden? Why are you

one answered. Not

turned to me. His face was pale, hollow, and

"They’re... no more."

My heart stopped. "What?"

"They’re no more, Hazel."

is that?" My voice climbed, shrill and disbelieving. "Is that Cyrius? Did he