Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66: Demons in her head

*~Caspian~*

Hazel’s eyes lit up, and Lilith immediately hid, knowing she shouldn’t be seen. I held Hazel close as she stared around, confused. Her eyes slowly widened as she realized where she was. She looked at the chains on her hands and grunted.

"Really? Is this what you came up with? Chaining me like I’m some damn prisoner?" she said, laughing bitterly, breaking my soul.

"You killed multiple wolves, so you deserve this..." Cayden grunted. Suddenly, Hazel turned to me.

"Caspian, is this really what you want? Hurting me like this? It hurts; the chains are hurting me, Caspian." Tears filled her eyes, and I immediately grabbed the chains, but Cayden pulled me back.

"Don’t! She’s manipulating you," he warned. I shoved Cayden away, and she growled.

"Damn it! Don’t let her get in your head!" he shouted, but I didn’t listen. "Caspian, stop!" Father yelled, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t stand to see her like that. In pain, whether her emotions were on or not, I didn’t care. She was still mine...my Hazel, the love of my life.

Suddenly, I felt someone push me away. I turned to see who it was just as I heard Hazel shriek.

"Lilith!"

I lay on the ground as Lilith stood right in front of Hazel. Hazel’s eyes were wide open, her fingers trembling.

She glanced around at all of us and noticed we weren’t as surprised as she was.

"Who’s this? Cayden? Hazel? Old man? Who is this?" she stammered while Lilith just smiled.

Lilith smiled softly and tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear.

"You’re just as beautiful as the day I lost you."

Hazel blinked, confusion twisting her expression. "What?"

Her gaze darted between all of us, then back to Lilith.

"No. No way," she whispered, her eyes widening with realization. "Mother?"

Lilith’s smirk was soft, unsure if it was genuine or just something she had learned to wear. But there was no mistaking the glint of emotion behind her eyes—tears, real ones, slipping down her cheeks.

"You know me," Lilith said quietly. "I guess miracles do happen."

Hazel immediately stumbled back. "No. No way she’s alive. No way."

She turned to me, eyes burning. "Caspian, do something! What the hell is happening?"

Before I could speak, Cayden stepped forward. "Calm down, Hazel. She’s your mother."

Hazel’s voice cracked as she repeated, "My mother?"

She looked around in disbelief. "What is all this?"

Then she burst out laughing. A cold, bitter laugh that didn’t match the occasion, that didn’t belong in this room full of confusion and revelation.

We all fell silent, watching her with uncertainty.

Of course—her emotions were still turned off.

"So what?" Hazel said, shrugging as she paced. "I had a mother. All this time I’ve been suffering, fighting, clawing my way through pain—and I had a mother? A mother who’s still somehow young, looks exactly like me, and just decided to pop in now?"

She scoffed. "Oh, please. Is this some trick? A manipulation? A twisted little illusion to get into my head?"

Then Hazel turned sharply to Lilith. "Wait. Wasn’t it you who shot the arrow earlier?" Her eyes narrowed. "Because I definitely didn’t see that one coming. And if it was you, I have to admit—you’ve got some sharp edges."

I watched her, stunned. She had just met her mother, but there was no joy. No tears. No warmth. Just sharp words and colder laughs.

Lilith wiped her cheeks, catching the tears before they fell again. "Thank you for that. I’ve always been good with arrows."

Hazel’s expression hardened. "So... where have you been?" she spat. "All this time—my entire damn life—where were you?"

Lilith swallowed. "I was protecting you."

Hazel scoffed loudly. "Protecting me? Please. Protecting my foot."

Her voice trembled, but her face remained blank. Empty.

"Do you even know the hell I went through? The nightmares? The pain?"

She exhaled a cold breath, then added, "Well, that hell shaped me. So thank you—for your absence. Because it turned me into this."

Lilith took a cautious step forward. "It wasn’t my choice to leave you."

She reached up, slowly, to tuck Hazel’s hair behind her ear. A mother’s gesture. A soft one.

But Hazel bared her fangs and snapped her teeth in warning. "Don’t you dare touch me with your filthy hands."

Lilith flinched. "Hazel—"

Hazel only laughed again. A sharp, humorless sound. "So I had a mother after all. I can’t even believe it. I’ve spent my whole life thinking I didn’t belong to anyone. That I didn’t have a family."

She paused, looking Lilith dead in the eye.

"And all along, my mother was alive. Out there. Living her life."

"Look," Lilith said, her voice steady but low, "I’m not here for your forgiveness. And I’m definitely not here to suddenly start playing the role of your mother."

I haven’t loved her enough.

Not loud enough. Not deep enough. Not in a way that could silence those demons.

Like she disgusted him?

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