Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157: Dark and seductive

*~Hazel’s POV~*

Caspian and Cayden still hadn’t figured out what was happening. I guessed they had all spread out to investigate, and the entire park was now under heavy protection. The night was as dark as the Raven Night, and above us shone a full moon—yet it wasn’t even supposed to be the full moon according to the calendar. So what was happening?

Anna came to sit beside me, with Aurora following close behind. Anna reached out, gently squeezing my hand.

"Don’t worry, dear. Everything will be okay."

I nodded silently. Aurora then leaned forward and placed my babies in my arms so I could breastfeed. My heart trembled with unease.

"But I don’t understand," I whispered. "What is happening?"

"Don’t worry yourself too much," Aurora replied softly.

"How can I not worry?" I blurted out, my voice quivering. "When my babies and I are here, and strange things are literally pouring out of the sky, how can I not worry?"

Aurora squeezed my hand again, firmer this time. "Calm down, Hazel."

And just like that, I forced myself to be still. I had to calm down, because there was nothing else I could do at that moment. Soon enough, everyone left for their respective bedrooms, leaving only me and my babies behind. Tomorrow was supposed to be their naming ceremony. But with everything that had happened tonight, I wasn’t sure anymore if that could still happen.

I stared at their tiny, peaceful faces. The sight melted my heart. The feeling of being a mother—...washed over me, soothing my panic for a little while. Still, a hollow thought lingered in the back of my mind: Where is my own mother? They had mentioned her as soon as I woke from childbirth, but I hadn’t seen her myself.

Restless, I rose from my seat and decided to take a short stroll to clear my head. I pulled a light wrap around my shoulders, then moved toward the window. The night stared back at me.

A gentle breeze slipped through the crack, blowing stray strands of hair across my face. I inhaled deeply, pressing one hand against the glass pane.

Then—I froze....Another hand pressed against the other side of the window.

I snatched my hand back instantly, my breath catching in my throat. What just happened? Is somebody here with me?

Heart hammering, I spun around toward my babies. Relief swelled in me when I saw they were still safe, still asleep. But if it wasn’t them... who was that?

My pulse thundered against my ribs. I reached for anything nearby to use as a weapon, though I had no idea how to defend myself. Yet deep inside, something stirred—something primal, something alive. My wolf.

That readiness, that instinct, felt oddly familiar. Too familiar. As if my body had known this before, long before my wolf was ever awakened. It was strange, unsettling. Was there something they weren’t telling me? Or something I wasn’t remembering?

But the thought scattered as another gust of wind rushed past, sweeping the hair away from my neck. My skin prickled. This was no trick. My instincts were right.

I held my breath, focusing, listening. The only heartbeats I could hear were my babies’. Then, faintly—another heartbeat. Close.

Terror rooted me in place. I didn’t dare scream. I didn’t want to wake the babies or draw unwanted attention. My chest rose and fell slowly as I steadied my breathing, straining to pinpoint the presence.

And then—I felt it.

Behind me.

I spun around instantly, but the room was empty. Nothing. No one. Yet the air was charged, too heavy, too full.

This time, panic took hold of me. I stumbled back toward my babies and positioned myself in front of them, shielding them with my body.

"Anyone here?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended, cutting through the silence.

But the only answer was the pounding of my own heart.

Hazel, calm down. Hazel, think. You’ve got this."

I kept repeating those words to myself, desperately trying to grasp the reality before me. Yet I knew for a fact—somebody was here. The weight of another presence pressed against my senses.

Then I heard it.

Footsteps. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Slow, deliberate, approaching me.

My body stiffened. Instinctively, I slid my hand behind me, pushing my babies’ crawler gently backward, keeping them shielded as I took a cautious step back. My heartbeat thundered in my ears. The footsteps grew louder. My pulse sharpened.

A surge of heat ripped through my veins, and I stretched my hand forward. My claws extended with a violent crack, gleaming under the moonlight.

"Be careful," I warned, my voice trembling but fierce. "I have claws. Show yourself, you coward. Sneaking up on a mother and her babies? Really? Is that how low you are?"

"Calm down," came a voice—deep, masculine, smooth as silk yet edged with something dark. The sound of it sent a jolt through me. My wolf stirred violently inside, growling in recognition. My stomach clenched, twisting, as if my entire being had been provoked.

Then the figure revealed itself.

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