Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Welcome to Paris

*~ Hazel’s POV~*

After driving for what seems like days we finally reached our destination. I won’t lie...the city of Paris was very much alive. Vibrant. Buzzing with elegance.

As we drove through the streets, everything shimmered under the golden sunset. The people were flawlessly dressed, perfectly styled, like they’d stepped out of a Vogue spread. Flowers bloomed on balconies, soft music played from open cafés, and every corner of the city felt touched by magic. Even the stone pavements had character, like they held secrets of centuries past.

"Do you have any idea where we’re going?" I asked, turning to Cyrius.

He didn’t answer. He just pulled the car to a smooth stop in front of a massive, breathtaking building.

"Just follow me," he said.

I rolled my eyes as he stepped out, rounding to open my door like a perfect gentleman—as if he hadn’t just kidnapped me and forced me halfway across Europe. Still, I allowed it, stepping out carefully, clutching my babies to my chest.

We approached the entrance, and a guard stepped forward to block us.

"I’m looking for Mr. Alexander," Cyrius said coolly. "Pont Alexander III."

The guard raised a brow. "Name?"

"Tell him I’m Cyrius Salvatore."

That got the reaction he was looking for.

The guard nodded and disappeared. A few minutes later, he returned and silently pushed the grand doors open for us.

And oh my stars.

My jaw dropped.

The foyer alone looked like it belonged in a royal castle. Fresh roses filled every vase. Massive oil portraits lined the walls. Velvet and marble and gold—everywhere. It was like stepping into one of those historical romance novels I used to devour as a teenager.

We climbed stairs that seemed to stretch forever. I was already panting when Cyrius turned and smirked at me.

"Do you want me to carry you?" he asked. "You and the twins? I don’t mind."

glared at him.

we stopped in front of an enormous double door. It creaked open, and out stepped a man—no taller than 5’1", round and heavyset with a thick beard and

he laid eyes on Cyrius, his eyes lit up. "Oh mon

grin full of yellow-stained teeth. I

man is this?"

gave a polite smile. "Let’s just say... I’ve been away.

eyes to me.

reached for my hand and said something in French—probably "darling" or "enchantée" or whatever Parisian nonsense he was

is my wife. And my children. Her

a look

flinch. "Yes.

to the man, forcing a tight smile as he kissed my hand. My whole body screamed ick, but I kept it together. If Cyrius had given me that name, there was

the two men sat me down before disappearing into a side room to

that’s when

my dress and began to breastfeed them, all while keeping my eyes sharp, alert. This place was beautiful, yes—but

deny the grandeur. The whole building looked like it had stood for over a hundred years. Maybe longer. Decades upon decades of wealth

A little too curated.

standing tall in

be staying here for a

eyes. He ignored my expression and

alliance that governs this territory. We’re now going to be legally

head snapped up.

of the highest houses of the Pax. Why do you think it’s so

be holding any official rank here, of course. I have my own pack to build. But they’ll support

moved toward me, brushing a loose strand of hair behind

said smoothly.

me halfway across the world to Paris—far, far from New Orleans. Then he’d changed my name. Then he’d declared I was his

are we even keeping the babies here?" I hissed, my voice echoing off the marble walls. "You want to do this in public? Let me tell

as if

for your own damn sake! You think you’re happy back in New Orleans—problems this, problems that. Do you

softened—just a fraction. "You and the babies aren’t safe there," he said. "Here, I can make a better

pressed my lips together, struggling to understand. If I wanted any hope of ever escaping, I’d have to play along—make him drop his guard. There was no way he’d let me go, not

across his lips. "So from now on,

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