Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204: Proper vampire

*~ Hazel’s POV~*

"She really looks like you," Marcus said softly behind me, his voice almost trembling. "She takes after you and your mother—beautiful, immensely beautiful."

I paused at the doorway and turned just enough to glance at him. He stood there with his hands clasped, like a man who knew he was walking on shards of glass. I gave him a quick smile, more out of politeness than warmth—and began to leave, but his voice cut through again.

"She has her father’s eyes," he added, his tone lower now, wistful. "That’s... interesting. She’s just as pretty as you and your mother. I wish I’d spent more time with you when you were her age."

I froze for a heartbeat. I knew exactly what he was doing—digging, trying to worm his way into my emotions. "We are not bonding over this," I snapped, spinning back to him.

"Can’t I just spend enough time with my daughter and granddaughter?" he asked, a pleading edge slipping into his voice.

"Your daughter and granddaughter? Where are they?" I shot back, scanning the room deliberately. "Because I’m certainly not your daughter, and she’s not your granddaughter."

His face fell, and for a moment, he looked like a man being gutted alive by his own past. "You know what," I said, shaking my head, "I’m not doing this again." And with that, I left the room—my heart hammering even as I reminded myself not to soften.

But as fate would have it, I bumped straight into Klaus and Aurora in the hall. Aurora’s sharp eyes flicked to me immediately. She must have heard my raised voice because her gaze narrowed, suspicious, then darted past me toward Marcus. Without a word, she brushed past us and into the room.

"Did you do anything?" Klaus growled under his breath beside me.

"No," I replied, softer this time. My heart, traitorous as always, softened a little as I caught sight of Marcus again over my shoulder. Gods, he reminded me so much of Cayden in that moment—broken yet stubborn.

Aurora turned to Marcus. "Is it true?" she asked, her voice steady, commanding. "I heard you want to bind your life to mine."

Marcus straightened. "At least to you, yes," he said without hesitation. "As long as you won’t take advantage of my life being in your hands."

Aurora studied him, her expression unreadable. "Are you sure?"

He nodded once, firmly.

She turned to me. "Hazel, get these babies out of this place. This is going to be a gruesome sight for them."

I hesitated. I wanted to see the process, watch it unfold, and ensure Marcus wasn’t scheming something behind our backs. But Aurora was right. My babies shouldn’t witness something like this.

So I gathered Heather and Christian into my arms. "Come on, little ones," I murmured, feeling their tiny fingers curl into my clothes. I walked out of the room, but not too far. Just far enough that they wouldn’t see, but close enough that my superhearing could pick up everything.

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