Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Peace

*~Aurora’s POV~*

I need a break. A big break away from all of this.

I need my body and my soul to be at rest.

I don’t deserve to live like this—constantly in trouble, constantly fighting battles that never seem to end. At a very young age, I lost my parents, got separated from my sister, and was trained under a merciless witch. I was making life-changing decisions at the age of eight. I joined a pack that never appreciated me. And now, to top it off, im a runaway bride.

The only importance of our marriage is to bear a child. That’s all I am to him—a means to an end.

I don’t deserve this life.

I deserve a life like Hazel’s. Sometimes, I’m jealous of her. Yes, she started off with pain and suffering, but now she’s thriving, raising her babies, surrounded by love. But me? I also started off with pain, and somehow, I’m still stuck there. I’ve never had the chance to live—really live. I’m always caught between danger and duty, heartbreak and betrayal.

Am I not meant to have my own happy ending?

Or am I just destined to be the one who always suffers?

No matter how powerful I am, I still can’t seem to fight my own demons. I can’t keep living like this. I just can’t.

After a while, I disappeared from everyone—Leon, Darius, all of them. I climbed up a tree and sat on one of its branches, high above the ground. I stared at the distance between the branch and the earth below. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Should I just... end it?

At least then, my mind and body would finally be at peace.

But no—somewhere deep down, I still want to live. I still want to see more of the world, to laugh, to love, to explore all the things I’ve been denied. There’s still so much I haven’t seen, so much I haven’t felt.

I’m still too young to die. I’m only nineteen.

I deserve to live. I deserve to laugh. I deserve to love.I deserve to be loved.

No, I shouldn’t kill myself.

But what can I do? Because I can’t find peace. There’s no way I can live happily with all these memories haunting me. Even if I moved to a new pack, far away from all of this, I’d still carry the pain with me. I’d still carry the memories. I’d still be Aurora—the cursed witch who could never rest.

I took a deep breath, grabbed a handful of my hair, and with one swift motion, I cut it off.

The strands fell to the ground, and soon, half my hair was gone. I kept cutting until it was short—short enough to make me look almost like a man.

If I’m going to live a new life, I need to change my identity.

Because as long as Darius and Leon still exist, I’ll never truly be free.

Maybe... maybe I should wipe my memories too.

If I forget everything—if I erase it all—then none of this pain will exist anymore. I won’t remember them. I won’t remember the hurt. And if they ever come across me, they’ll see that I don’t recognize them. They’ll leave me alone. They’ll think I’m someone else.

Yes. That’s what I’ll do. I’ll erase it all.

I jumped down from the tree, looking at the strands of hair scattered across the ground.

That idea sounded... peaceful.

My mother.

My father.

My sister. Hazel.

The triplets... The twins

Leon.

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