Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 101: Paris

*~ Hazel’s POV ~*

I crashed onto the cold, hard floor as I yanked myself out of his grip. My knees scraped against the rough ground , but I barely felt it. My eyes darted frantically around the forest searching for my babies. And then I heard their voices perfectly laid on the ground .

My gaze snapped back to Cyrius. My mouth opened. "Cayden!" I breathed. "He’s here..!"

But nothing... no response or Atleast a voice. My heart screamed. And Cyrius? He just stood there..calm, unaffected, as if the world wasn’t crumbling around me.

"We’re not going through the border anymore," he said, like this was just another chore. "Turns out there’s another route out of New Orleans. A hidden one. In this forest."

He stepped closer. "So get up. We need to go."

I shook my head, sobbing. "I’m not going anywhere. Please... just let me go."

His voice chilled. "Do you want me to compel you again?"

"Compel me then!" I snapped, rising to my knees. "Do you really think I’d give myself to you like this? Do you think I’ll ever choose to start a family with someone who strips away my will? Who forces me to do things feel things..I don’t want to?!"

He paused. I could see the calculation flicker in his eyes. "If I let you go," he said slowly, "then I lose any chance of starting a family with you. But if I make you stay... I still have that chance. Even if I have to compel you."

My stomach turned. "You’re disgusting," I hissed. "I’m not getting up. Kill me if you want. Because I’m not going anywhere with you."

His jaw clenched. "Hazel. Don’t make me do it again."

"Fuck you!" I spat. "

Yes...fuck me! You made me a monster! You dragged my brothers here..knowing what they did to me!" He yelled.

I stood slowly, trembling with rage. "You want to know the truth? The second time they daggered you... it was me. I fixed the dagger. I pushed it into your chest."

widened, that flicker of control faltering for a split second. "What did you

a monster . You think I don’t ask myself every day if I did the right thing?

something inside him cracked. I

a guttural scream ripping from his throat. "Fuck!" The sound echoed like a storm inside the room. His chest

glint of tears in his eyes before he blinked them away, jaw clenched tight. And then, just like that, something

I shivered.

Not from the cold.

From fear.

growled, stalking forward, his voice thick with betrayal. "You planned this? You were daggering me with

gripped my waist, yanking me toward him. My body slammed into the heat of his chest, his tight

His voice cracked.

in that moment, I finally found the strength to shove him back.

He didn’t budge.

But I did.

force, crashing

"I’m a monster. But even you

monster," I said, eyes burning. "Compel me again. Hurt

a hand.

He narrowed his eyes. "Then I’ll make

resist—my body rising, unwilling, as if pulled by invisible strings. And just when I tried to summon a spell, he snapped,

My arm lowered against my will. My body betrayed

breath hitched. He tilted my chin up

my scent . His nose brushed my neck and my whole body tensed. That awful heat returned...low in my stomach, curling around my insides like fire. I wanted

slid down my arm. A soft, intimate touch that made me flinch. My fists clenched around the fabric of my dress, the only shield I had left between

now," he whispered. His voice wasn’t

I didn’t want to. But