Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203: Bad Father.

*~Hazel’s POV~*

"Marcus, stop."

He halted mid-step, his back rigid, fists at his sides. Slowly, he turned, and for the briefest moment his eyes softened..hope flickering there. I crushed it before it could grow.

"Don’t misunderstand this," I said sharply. "I haven’t forgiven you. Not even close. But you were close to Dahlia. You must know something about her...her tactics, her methods."

He frowned. "I’m not quite sure what you’re asking."

I took a step closer, my voice quick and clipped. "We need a way to control the vampires. To gather them in one place. To sacrifice them to nature."

The color drained from his face. "Sacrifice them? Hazel, isn’t one of your husbands a vampire? And your babies.."

"They’re part vampire," I snapped. "Not fully. They’re safe." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

He looked at me, searching for some crack in my resolve, but I gave him none. Finally, he shook his head. "Then I don’t know. Dahlia never told me that much."

Klaus’s snarl cut the air. "I told you this man is worthless."

I didn’t disagree. My anger simmered like lava under ice. "This man is useless," I hissed. "Completely worthless. He can do nothing for us except bring harm. We shouldn’t trust him. Let the bastard go."

I turned my gaze to Marcus, eyes hard as stone. "You can leave. And make sure you never show your face here again. Because if you do, I won’t fight for you. I won’t protect you. And you know what Klaus will do."

I flashed to Klaus’s side before my fury burned too bright. His eyes were molten with rage, his hands trembling. In that moment, I saw exactly where Cayden got his anger from—calm like Caspian one moment, boiling like Cayden the next.

Marcus turned, started to walk away, then stopped.

"You said you wanted to control the vampires," he said slowly. "To gather them all in one place. To sacrifice them?"

"Yes."

"Now leave," Klaus barked.

But Marcus didn’t move. "What if..." He hesitated, then looked at me. "What if you make me a vampire?"

The room went dead silent.

"What?" My voice came out sharp, dangerous.

"If you make me a vampire," he continued, "I could control them. I could gather them all in one place. I could perform the spell myself."

"You could die," I warned.

"No," Marcus said firmly. "I won’t. And even if I do, I deserve it. But since you said Cyrius and the babies won’t die—they’re only part vampire—then I’ll survive too. Hazel, I’m a Crescent. I’d only be part vampire. But that" his eyes flickered, almost pleading "that might be enough power to control them."

My mind raced. It was a good idea. Dangerous, but good. I thought it to Klaus, felt the brush of his power against mine. It could work. But Klaus stayed rigid, arms crossed, eyes like flint.

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