Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197: A sharp idea.

*~Hazel’s POV~*

"You know what?" I snapped, my voice raw with fire and heartbreak. "If you’re ready to sacrifice your souls for nothing, then I’m not going to let you go."

I turned to Caspian. "You used to say, ’It’s either we win or we win.’ There’s no losing. So why are you going against your own words now?" My voice cracked. "Why are you breaking the very principle that defined you?"

Then I looked to Cyrius, tears welling in my eyes.

"And you. You promised me you’d be with me forever. You promised we’d build a life together, that we’d live together. You said we’d be more than tragedy—you said we’d be happy."

I turned sharply to Cayden, my throat tightening.

"And what about you, Cayden? What happened to being a good parent? What happened to being the father who’d always be there? Is this how a good father behaves?"

"Hazel—"

"Don’t Hazel me!" I roared.

I stepped back, chest heaving. "You’re not asking me to lose one of you. Or even two. You’re asking me to lose all three. At once."

My voice fell, barely a whisper now. "When you died, I couldn’t even process it. I couldn’t mourn. I couldn’t believe it. I kept telling myself you weren’t truly gone. You couldn’t be."

I swallowed hard.

"And when Lilith said she found a way—that you were only trapped in the afterlife—I was relieved. I was hopeful. I thought maybe the goddess was giving me one more chance."

I looked at them all, trembling. "So I came here for you. I came here to bring you home. And now you’re telling me... you’ve already decided to throw it all away."

My fists clenched at my sides. "No. All three of you are coming back with me. We are not leaving each other. This—" I pointed to the barren land around us, "—is not our home."

Caspian stepped forward then, gently taking my hand.

"Yes," he said softly. "I used to say it’s either we win or we lose."

He smiled, eyes glistening. "And we are still winning."

He stretched his other hand toward Cyrius and Cayden, pulling all of us into one small, trembling circle.

"We are beating nature. She gave us a choice: you and the babies, or everyone. We chose ourselves. We gave her what she asked for. There is no loss in that."

I looked into Caspian’s soft blue eyes, knowing deep down this would be the last time I ever saw them.

"You’re wrong," I whispered. "I’ll have the babies. I’ll have Aurora. My mother. Leon. The pack. But nothing—" my voice cracked— "nothing compares to the three of you. You are my home. You are my love. I love you."

A sad chuckle escaped Cyrius. "So this is how you finally confess your feelings? When we’re about to die?"

Cayden rolled his eyes but his voice was tight. "It’s cruel. To hear it now. I almost wish you hadn’t said it. Because it makes leaving a thousand times harder."

I turned my gaze to the three of them—so similar, yet so unique. Their bond, their shared blood, their love for me... it melted every wall I’d ever built.

And this would be the last time I saw it.

I shook my head, tears streaming. "I still don’t want to accept it."

"But maybe... maybe you’re right."

I took a slow breath. Maybe if I brought them home, I’d lose my babies. My twins.

Cayden reached out and gently touched my chest.

"We’re not truly gone," he whispered. "We can never truly die."

He tapped over my heart.

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