Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Core of the Monster

~Hazel’s POV~

It felt like my mind had been swallowed whole, yanked from my body like a soul stripped from flesh. Silence pressed on every side of me, heavy and strange. I was floating—or falling—into a space that didn’t feel real.

Where... am I?

Everything around me was dark, but then... like velvet curtains pulling apart, I saw sunlight bloom ahead. Warm, golden, nostalgic. I stepped forward, drawn to it. The moment I did, I heard a voice.

"Cyrius, stop! Mum said we shouldn’t throw balls at each other!"

That voice... soft, young, familiar. It was Caspian.

No. A younger version of him.

And then I saw them—three little boys running through a field. My breath caught. They were adorable, all with raven-black hair but eyes that burned with different colors: fiery red, piercing blue, and warm amber-gold.

Two ran in front, one trailing behind and tossing balls at them like they were toys. The ones in front—Cayden and Caspian. Definitely. But the one in the back...

Cyrius.

My chest tightened. I knew it. I felt it in my bones.

Then it happened.

Little Cayden paused, turned, and faced Cyrius. His red eyes began to glow, and slowly... his hand raised.

The energy in the air changed.

Cyrius screamed.

His body lifted off the ground, suspended by invisible hands as if something—someone—was choking him. And Cayden—little, innocent Cayden—was surrounded by shadows. Dark smoke veined with glowing black tendrils crawled over his small frame.

"Cayden, what are you doing?! Let him go!" little Caspian yelled in horror.

But Cayden didn’t move.

Cyrius fell hard. Caspian rushed to him, shaking him, crying his name. "Cyrius? CYRIUS?!"

But Cyrius didn’t respond. Instead, he launched toward Cayden—but didn’t reach him. and he too dropped to the ground, choking, twitching.

The door burst open. Their mother ran in. The look on her face it was pure terror.

Her eyes darted between her fallen sons and the one still standing, covered in dark magic. Her hand flew to her mouth.

"No..." she gasped. "She said there weren’t consequences. What... what is this?"

"Mum, what’s wrong with me?" Cayden cried. "I’m a monster!"

He ran to her, but she backed away screaming.

"No! Don’t kill me too. Stay away!" she shrieked, trembling. "That bastard witch that cursed us—she’s dead! How do we fix this now?"

And then my eyes flew to a shadow.....A shadow standing in the background.

Same height as me. Same build. Same curly hair cascading from beneath a wide-brimmed hat that shielded her face.

I tried to reach her.

"Wait—"

She turned slightly, just enough to let a sliver of her face peek through her hat. But before I could recognize her, the world blurred. The vision shattered.

I gasped my body coming back to me...My eyes snapped open.

The real world slammed back into me—and what I saw made my blood run cold.

Cayden was on Caspian, pinning him to the floor with terrifying strength. His face was twisted in rage, a mirror of the same fury I saw in the vision.

I launched up, panic driving me. "STOP!"

I shoved Cayden off with everything in me, rushing to shield Caspian. My breath was ragged, my limbs trembling. "Just stay away from us... you monster!"

Cayden froze.

Twice.

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