Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 93: Family...

*~Hazel’s POV~*

It’s not every day you wake up to see your dead babies alive and crying.

And it’s definitely not every day you wake up to see your supposedly dead mate, the one who caused the death of those babies... standing right in front of you like nothing happened.

My entire body shivered as I instinctively backed away. I glanced around the room, confused, trembling. Where am I?

Where’s Cayden? Where’s Aurora?

Why would they bring me here? Why would they let him bring me here? Why would they let a dead body take me away?

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I turned my head again, almost afraid to look but there they were. The babies. My babies. Still Crying.

No.No, no, no.

This has to be a dream. Some sick, twisted nightmare. I pinched myself. Hard. Nails dug into skin. But I didn’t wake up.

This was real. And then my gaze shifted..past the babies, past the surreal warmth in my chest and landed straight on him.

Cyrius...Standing there like he hadn’t torn my world apart.. I narrowed my eyes, my fleece brushing past as I stepped forward. "Why did you kidnap me?" I snapped. "What are you doing here, alive?"

His expression was unreadable, calm in a way that only fueled my panic. No..this couldn’t be real. But everything about it was.

"We never died," he said, voice low and careful. "We were summoned. A part of us, anyway. You all just assumed we were dead."

My head was

do you mean ’summoned’? Who summoned you? And why the hell did

But my eyes..my soul—kept going back to them...To the babies.

their soft faces. My baby girl smiled, flashing

Their little hearts beat against

they remembered me, like they were begging me not to disappear again. My baby girl gripped the fabric tight, her wails stirring her

closer. Tighter. My arms trembling from the weight of emotion more than

to Cyrius. My hands were shaking, but my body... it knew. I didn’t know how

brought out my breasts. I guided the right one

instantly and just like that, they stopped crying. Eyes

thought had died with them lit up again. A

dead. My

was still sinking

I held them to my chest, nursing them with all that I had left in me, I made a silent promise to them: I will watch you grow. I will protect you. I will

given them

glancing at him over my shoulder. He stood leaning casually against the entrance of the hut, arms folded like he wasn’t the reason my entire life had just spun off its

I said quietly. "And the boy... I thought about naming him Sebastian. But I haven’t really settled on

Like he was trying to read the pieces of me I hadn’t even

made sense. My babies were alive. He was

quiet. My body still trembled from the overwhelming reality of it all. I looked down at them,

watching me. Still soaking it all

started walking toward the door, toward whatever freedom I could

sharply. My voice wasn’t loud,