Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159: Something dangerous

*~Hazel’s POV~*

I told myself I wouldn’t bring it up to Aurora..not the dream, not the shadow of a man claiming to be my mate. How could I even explain it to her? How could I tell her about someone tall, dark, and impossibly gorgeous appearing out of nowhere, calling my children mistakes, claiming that my mother had tampered with my destiny, and that I was his true mate? That the bond I shared with the triplets was nothing more than a false weave?

No. That couldn’t be true.

I had felt it. The bond with Caspian was real—undeniably real. And even with Cayden, as much as I loathed to admit it, the bond was there too. Surely something that strong couldn’t be fabricated. At least, not entirely.

Still... I needed answers. Answers about my mother. And Aurora had to be the one to give them to me.

Aurora was busy playing with my babies when I turned to her.

"Aurora," I said softly. "I’m ready."

She glanced up, smiling. "What? You’re ready for the naming ceremony?"

Her eyes glittered as she went on. "Oh, you’ll love it. Caspian has prepared the most beautiful blue dress for you. Even more dazzling than the one from your wedding. The maids are refreshing it now, making the diamonds sparkle brighter. You’ll look radiant in it, my dear."

"No." My voice cut through her words. I shook my head. "I’m not talking about that."

The shift was immediate. Her expression sobered, her playfulness vanishing into something heavier.

"Then what, darling?" she asked carefully.

"My mother," I said. The name alone felt like a weight on my chest. "I need to know."

The gleam in her eyes dimmed. "Is this... about your dream?" she whispered.

"Maybe," I admitted. "But please. Tell me everything I need to know about her. I demand to know."

Aurora hesitated, then motioned to the seat beside her. "Sit."

I obeyed, pulse quickening.

"When you gave birth," she began slowly, "and you passed out, your mother came. We believed her immediately—because the resemblance between you two is striking. She proved it to us, in every way. Lilith..." Aurora’s voice faltered.."

I swallowed hard.

"My little sister showed me her picture," i added quietly.

Her brows furrowed. "Your sister?"

"Yes. Ariel. She’ll be coming tomorrow for the naming ceremon right?." "I wonder why hasn’t she come to see me yet? Is Mom and Dad keeping her from me?"

Aurora’s heartbeat stuttered, loud and uneven, betraying her. She forced a smile. "No, nothing like that. She’ll definitely be there tomorrow. The Gilbert family is just... holding her back."

I frowned. "And Natasha? Where is she? She should be in the High House. I haven’t seen her at all."

"They went out," Aurora answered too quickly. "On a picnic. That’s why Ariel hasn’t been around either."

"A picnic," I muttered bitterly. "Of course. And of course, I wasn’t invited. Am I even a Gilbert?" I rolled my eyes, anger simmering under my skin.

But I pressed on. "Back to my mother. Where is she? Why haven’t I seen her myself? I need to ask her so many questions, Aurora. I need to see her. Is there anywhere I can find her before tomorrow?"

Aurora reached for my hand. "Calm down, Hazel, We don’t know where she went. But she’ll be back soon—I promise. Please, for now, forget about her."

I swallowed the lump in my throat, fighting the storm inside me.

"Well then," I whispered at last, "I know Jonathan said he’d be coming back tomorrow."

Aurora stiffened, but I said nothing more.

I had already decided.

Everyone here was hiding something from me. So of course—I would keep Jonathan’s existence hidden from them too.

"So... what about the dress Caspian got me?" I asked, forcing a small smile.

Aurora’s face brightened instantly. "Oh! Let me get it. It’s beautiful!" she shrieked, nearly bouncing as she rushed out.

Less than ten minutes later she returned, holding the dress delicately in her arms. And when I saw it, my breath caught.

The stones glimmered under the candlelight, the embroideries of white and blue shimmering like moonlit frost. Even without wearing it, I knew it would fit me perfectly. Bless that man, always so thoughtful.

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