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.

was wrong. Was that...

alcohol still danced through my veins, making my knees wobbly

against the bedpost. "Brace yourself.

really. The last time I felt this dizzy and breathless was when I first realized I was pregnant. And now, the feeling was back—but paired

My babies.

a party? Was that what

going to see them, I reminded myself. You’re

I could finally start healing. Maybe I could give them the kind of childhood I never had—a home full of love instead

door open and stepped into the hallway, still trying to convince myself the noise I heard was just excitement—maybe a party, maybe the twins were

wasn’t a party.

air grew heavier with every step I took, each footfall leading me closer to something wrong. Growls echoed off

entire room looked

and falling with rapid fury, his eyes glowing that deep, dangerous amber I’d only ever seen when he lost control. Caspian was hunched beside him, his face turned away like he couldn’t bear to look. Aurora clutched

My heart skipped.

My babies.

was

her lips quivering like she

then... I

body, pale and motionless, stretched out

I whispered, my voice

dying. Good. Maybe he tried to take the twins again and they killed him. Maybe that’s why

few cautious steps forward, my eyes still darting between faces, trying to understand the mood. No one

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

looked straight at Cayden. "Cayden? Why are you looking at me

answered.

turned to me. His face was pale, hollow, and his lips trembled when

"They’re... no more."

My heart stopped. "What?"

"They’re no more, Hazel."

does that even mean? What kind of stupid riddle is that?" My voice climbed, shrill and disbelieving. "Is