Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Mystery

~Hazel’s POV~

My hand trembled as everything suddenly began to make sense.

"Where did you say you found this?" I asked, my voice almost a whisper.

Ariel looked at me and replied, "I found it in Dad’s study. It’s your mom. Dad told me she was your mother. He said she ran away after giving birth to you... and was later found dead. I tried to ask more questions, but he just shrugged me off and walked away."

My mind was reeling, trying to process everything. And then like an echo I heard the old woman’s voice again, whispering in my head: "You look just like her."

Was this the woman she was talking about? My mother?

I stared at the picture in my hand, my grip tightening. My breath hitched. She looked exactly like me—same soft brown hair, same hazel eyes, same delicate facial structure. We were identical, like doppelgängers separated by time. It was uncanny. Overwhelming. I couldn’t breathe.

I must’ve been shaking, because Ariel gently touched my hand.

"Are you okay? Should I go get Beta Caspian? He’s downstairs. He told me to come upstairs, but if you’re not okay"

Then I heard her again—me.

"No, no, no. It’s fine, Ariel."

But it wasn’t fine. I was trembling. Tears welled up in my eyes without permission.

"Hazel, are you sure? You’re crying," Ariel said, concerned. "You’re pregnant. I don’t want to risk anything happening to you or the baby."

"Ariel," I said more firmly, clutching her hand, "I said I’m fine. Honestly. It’s just that... I’ve never seen a picture of my mother before. And realizing she looks exactly like me—it’s strange, right?" I smiled weakly, trying to lighten the mood and distract her.

She slowly nodded, still unsure.

"I just need some water," I added. "That’s all. Just water."

Ariel looked around for a maid, but finding none, she said, "Don’t worry. I’ll go get someone," and quickly slipped out the door.

As soon as she was gone, I clenched the picture tighter, my nails digging into the edge.

What the hell is going on?

The room suddenly felt like it was closing in on me. I couldn’t stay here. I had to get out. I had to find Aurora. I needed answers—now.

And almost like fate answering my call, Aurora walked through the door. Without thinking, I grabbed her and quickly shut the door behind her before Ariel could return.

She looked startled. "What? Isol?" she said, yanking her hand from mine.

I didn’t say a word—I simply held up the picture.

Her eyes widened. "Is that... is that a picture of you?"

"No," I said, shaking my head. "That’s my mother. Remember that witch? The one who said I looked just like someone? I think this is who she meant."

Aurora took the picture from my hand, examining it closely. "Are you sure? Who gave this to you?"

"Ariel—my stepsister. She came in earlier and showed it to me. She’s gone now."

Aurora’s face grew serious. "Hazel, listen. I found something—the location the witch had written on that old paper. It’s just two hours from here." She tugged me to sit on the bed beside her.

"I know you’re not just some ordinary girl, Hazel. You’re different. You can see visions. And Dahlia...she knows something. She always has. Ever since she first laid eyes on you that night, when you were revealed as the Moon Chosen. I saw it in her face. That smirk... it was like she already knew. And the vision of the child—it’s all spiraling out of control."

She paused, then looked at me intensely. "But the reason I’m certain you’re not human is because I tested you."

I stared at her, heart pounding. "That night... the vision. When we shook hands..." I trailed off.

"Yes," Aurora nodded. "That memory you saw—of a younger version of me—that wasn’t an accident. I placed it in my palm, and when we touched, you saw it. That was the test. You are special, Hazel. I don’t know what you are yet... but I want to find out. Still, I don’t want to do this without Caspian and Cayden’s consent. We need them."

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