Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Threesome.

*~Hazel’s POV

I had been chained. My hands were stretched apart, restrained, while Dahlia stood in front of me. My body was in excruciating pain—something was jolting out of me, though I couldn’t tell what exactly.

My legs throbbed, blood dripping steadily onto the floor. She kept repeating the same word over and over again, and each time, I felt a strange energy seeping from my body.

My head spun with dizziness. I could barely speak. My father, Cyrius and Caspian, all lay unconscious on the ground. But still... if I’m to die now, it would be a happy death, right?

My babies aren’t here. They’re safe. It’s no longer my responsibility to protect them. I’ve sent them away. Now, all that’s left is to face whatever comes next.

"Oh, Hazel, are you in pain?" Dahlia asked, feigning concern.

In response, I threw a lump of hardened clay at her. She winced.

"If you’re wondering what I’m doing, then I’m simply draining all your energy out of you. Since I made a deal with Cyrius not to kill you, well, that doesn’t mean I can’t still absorb every possible power I can win from you.

"And then, I’ll find a way to access this fool’s vampires," she said, pointing at Cyrius.

"And with my Crescent—what do you think I have in mind?"

My eyes furrowed.

"Oh, poor child," she hissed mockingly. "Look at you. I hate seeing powerful girls like you go to waste."

"The hell with you!" I yelled, and she flinched.

"Oh, please. The main problem was nature trying to kill either your babies or the entire powerful species. And now? I don’t want that anymore. My original goal was to kill your babies—which I’m still considering, by the way.

"But what if I take everyone down and make your babies my babies? I become their mother. I train them into good, responsible monsters. Imagine their powers—combined with mine. I’ll be stronger than nature itself. I’ll be a goddess. I’ll be equal to the Moon Goddess."

"Stop being delusional," I spat at her.

"Versa," she said.

My body winced in pain again, trembling as fresh blood poured from me.

"Versa," she commanded.

Suddenly, my entire body vibrated. Every inch of me trembled violently, as though I was about to be torn apart from the inside.

"St... stop... it," I stammered..

"Dahlia, stop..." my father said weakly, coughing.

She simply flicked her hand toward a Crescent, and he stomped down hard—his foot crushing my father’s head. He passed out again, blood now gushing from his nose and mouth.

"As I was saying," she continued, turning back to me, "that is what I’m going to do. I’m heading to the High House—after I’ve drained every last bit of your power into me.

"You see," she turned slightly, admiring herself, "I’ve looked so bad over the years. Your mother kicked me into hell, and it cost me most of my power just to escape. I lost my strength. I lost my beauty.

"But if I collect every ounce of power in your body... perhaps I’ll be beautiful again. And powerful. I’ll lead an army, charge into Blue Moon Park, and take over every other werewolf park that exists.

"Everything will be mine." She smirked.

As Dahlia turned away and continued rambling about taking over the world, I turned to my father. From where I was, I could just barely see a faint heartbeat in his chest. He raised his hand—just enough to catch my attention.

I squinted, trying to steady my vision. My head was spinning. But then, he gestured toward his neck—pointing to the necklace around Dahlia’s throat. Then, he motioned to Cyrius... and Caspian.

I didn’t fully understand what he meant, but I grasped something—somehow, that necklace around Dahlia’s neck was connected to Cyrius and Caspian.

But how could I reach it?

My hands were still chained. Only if I could break free—just somehow.

Then I locked in—focused—and paid attention to my senses... hearing, breathing, everything I could, just to gain proper control over myself.

My wolf growled inside me, signaling she was now awake—and ready.

Dahlia approached again, about to whisper Versa.

I flinched. "Ah!" I gasped, pretending like something was tearing through my stomach.

She stepped forward, concerned. "Oh dear, what’s wrong?"

When I was sure she was close enough, I wrapped my leg behind her and pulled her toward me. Then I lunged forward and slammed my head into hers. She stumbled back, blood dripping from her forehead.

"Agh!" she cried.

She was about to charge at me again—when she noticed the necklace. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

A necklace I had ripped off her neck with my teeth during the headbutt.

"No! You will not—" she started.

Too late. I chewed the necklace with my fangs, biting down hard as it crunched and fell to the floor.

She burst into uncontrollable laughter.

My father tried to rise, but the Crescents held him back.

"Oh, poor, dumb child!" Dahlia sneered. "If only you knew what you’ve done."

"Your husband—oh, I mean, your mate’s life...was connected to that necklace. I hadn’t killed them yet. I was still considering it. But you? You just helped me do it.

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