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Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Mark of the Unthinkable

~Caspain’s POV~

Sophia’s claws nearly scraped my hand as she lunged forward, eyes gleaming with fury, her lips curled like a cornered wolf. "Why are you holding filthy Hazel?" she growled, venom dripping from her tongue. "Get her off you! She’ll stain you"

My ears barely registered the rest because one word caught and echoed in my mind: Hazel.

So that’s her name.

It suited her too well. The moment it landed in my brain, it was like a key turning inside my chest. Hazel. A name soft, natural, and radiant—just like her.

Then another scream.

"What!" Natasha’s shriek sliced through the air as she stormed to my side. She whirled toward Cayden, who stood just behind me, his face unreadable.

"Cayden! Why didn’t you come for me?" she cried, desperation thick in her voice. "The search is over! You were supposed to find me!"

Then her gaze dropped to my hands to Hazel in my arms and the world seemed to stop.

Her mouth hung open as if her soul had just been yanked out of her chest. "No. This cannot be!" she wailed. "Hazel is human! She shouldn’t be involved in our business! She should be dead!"

Her eyes darted wildly around the room, frenzied, unhinged.

"Dad promised to kill her!" she howled, practically foaming.

"Where is Dad? He should’ve taken care of his Moon-damned mistake!"

"Natasha!" I roared, my voice sharp and final.

She flinched. Her eyes met mine, and I let the fury in my gaze speak the words I couldn’t say aloud without tearing this house apart. Her mouth trembled. I didn’t need to say anything else.

She backed away, shoulders shaking, then darted to Cayden’s side. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, whispering in her ear as if to keep her from crumbling.

"It’ll be fine. Everything will be sorted out," he murmured, comforting her like she was the one whose entire existence had just shattered.

I didn’t stop walking.

I carried Hazel into the High House, the grand ancestral high-house of Blue Moon pack. Footsteps echoed behind me—some hesitant, others filled with disgust or awe. The silence of judgment weighed heavy in the air. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

I laid her down gently at the center of the hall, in full view of the entire pack. Blood streaked across her skin, bruises forming like warnings. My jaw tightened.

"Pack healer," I commanded.

The healer rushed forward, her magic-infused touch moving over Hazel’s wounds. Light shimmered faintly across her skin as the bleeding began to slow. She stirred but didn’t wake.

Then my mother, our Luna, appeared.

Or should I say, the former Luna?

She pushed through the crowd, her lips parted in disbelief, her sharp, stately eyes widening as they landed on Hazel. The color drained from her face.

Then she collapsed.

"Mother!" Cayden lunged and caught her just before she hit the floor. His gaze snapped to me—accusing, dark.

But I wasn’t finished.

I turned to our father, Claus Salvatore, the former Alpha and the coldest man I’ve ever known. "Father," I said, voice low, unshaking. "I present to you our mate—Hazel Gilbert."

A collective scream.

The hall lost its mind.

Voices broke into chaos. My wolf growled low in my chest, anger building. He could sense another wolf approaching.

Marcus descended the grand stairs with his Luna at his side. She held a silver bow, —until she saw Hazel on the floor. Her weapon clattered to the ground.

"What is this?" Marcus thundered. "Why is she there? Breathing?"

He moved fast, too fast, toward Hazel’s limp form.

I blocked him. He stopped. Our eyes locked. His fists clenched.

A dark grin tugged at my mouth as my wolf—Nizen—took over. My fangs slid down.

I stepped in, leaned close, and whispered into his ear, "Back off."

He trembled. Sweat beaded on his forehead. He backed away, his cowardice on full display. Satisfaction bloomed in my chest.

I turned back to Hazel, my heart pulsing with a strange, quiet warmth I hadn’t known I was missing.

Then Natasha broke again.

"No. No. NO!" she shrieked, scrambling across the floor. "This is wrong! She isn’t supposed to be the mate! I am! I’m the one fated to the Salvatores! I’m the Moon’s chosen!"

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