Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 105: wake

*~ Hazel’s POV~*

I thought to myself, I haven’t really wolfed out. One moment, I was human, and the next... I became a Crescent.

I turned to him. "Well—"

But he cut in before I could finish. "Don’t tell me you haven’t wolfed out yet. You look a little too grown to be under eighteen."

"Oh, I’ve wolfed out," I said smoothly. "Just recently."

"Wow," he chuckled. "So you’re still an inexperienced wolf."

I gave a small laugh too, though in my head I was already rolling my eyes. Only if he knew I could kill him right now before he even blinked. Silly goat.

Then he turned toward the ballroom. "Why don’t we head back in?"

"I don’t really know how to dance," I said, shrugging.

He looked at me in mock shock. "You don’t know how to dance? So you’re inexperienced in everything?"

He smirked as he leaned in slightly. "Or are you gonna tell me you’re inexperienced in bed too?"

Oh, if only you knew. I just rolled my eyes.

He extended his hand. "I could teach you. Just the basics. You said your husband’s inside, right? Imagine this—if I show you how to move, when we go back in, we’ll have the most magical dance. He’ll come running back, green with jealousy. And by then..." He stepped closer, his fingers lightly brushing my cheek. "You might already be mine."

If only you had sense, I thought. If only you knew the beast I’m mated to.

"Fine," I said with a slight smile. "Not like I know how to waltz anyway."

He took my hand and started guiding me through the basics. I won’t lie—he was actually good. Really good. He laughed as I stumbled a few times, encouraging me, teaching with patience. I started to get the hang of it, step by step.

Then suddenly—his eyes widened. His body tensed.

Blood sprayed from his lips.

I gasped, pushing him away just as he crumpled to the floor, lifeless.

And then... Cyrius stepped into view.

He was wiping blood off his clawed hand, calmly tossing the stained handkerchief to the side.

"You didn’t tell me you needed someone to teach you how to dance," he said darkly. "I asked you before, didn’t I? Did you want to learn how to dance?"

I smirked. "Oh, so now I suddenly have a husband? One that actually notices me? Wow. I’m amazed."

the hell are you doing?"

then spent the entire evening waltzing with another woman. While I was out here enjoying my peace,

just for you to end up with another man,"

Dancing. Holding her like she’s the only woman in the world. You barely even looked at

walk away, but he grabbed

will not dare turn your back

his grip. "Oh, I should’ve turned my back on

jaw clenched, and then, with a sharp motion, he pulled

oh God...why did he

My breath caught.

fizzled into smoke. The moment I saw his face..his actual face. I felt the ground tilt beneath

I was gone.

like dragging him to a dark corner and climbing him like a damn tree. Every feature reminded

flipped. I tried to

in his eyes

to dance, huh?" he said, stepping closer,

"Fine. I’ll teach you."

me closer, his hands tightening around my wrists. His breath was warm against my skin, our faces just inches

how to dance," I snapped, my voice sharp. "The man you just killed already taught me. So, you can go back to your stunning little supermodel and enjoy

turned and started

of course—Cyrius wasn’t

grabbed my arm again, and I shoved him off. I was nearly at the top of the ballroom stairs, beginning my descent, when he yanked me

a woman’s voice rang through

look at that! A new couple

in

crowd now, would you? So," he said smoothly, extending his hand, "shall we,

then reluctantly placed

elegant. Apparently, this was some sort of dance competition, where an

held me close. We began

soft laugh under

under my breath. I was doing everything I could to sabotage us, to embarrass him, to

But nothing worked.

moved too well

flowed in rhythm with

remained. The others

falling, he caught me—effortlessly. His arms locked around me and spun it into

crowd gasped in

the air, caught me again. The audience burst into applause as he dipped me low, holding me with pride, before gently pulling me

—and kissing me.

Right there.

in the center