Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Save them!

~Hazel’s POV~

My breath hitched as I approached the coffin. I felt it calling to me... like it was awakening something. Just as I was about to touch it, Aurora grabbed my hand.

"Don’t do that. You’re pregnant let me open it," she said.

She tried, but it didn’t budge. It was locked. Then she told me to move back; she wanted to use a spell to open it. We were both too curious to consider the consequences.

"Versa!" she commanded.

The coffin shot open. I couldn’t see inside from where I stood, but Aurora did her eyes widened. I rushed to her side to see what it was, but she immediately slammed the coffin shut. Still, I caught a glimpse of a body.

"What’s that? Who’s that?" I turned to her.

She shivered. For the first time, she looked... uncomfortable.

"Something you shouldn’t see," she muttered, composing herself quickly. Then she grabbed my hand and started pulling me away.

I turned back for one last glance. I could still feel it—still feel it calling out to me. Reaching. How was that possible? And how was it connected to me... or my child?

We started running down the long hallway. Surprisingly, we didn’t run into anyone. The path was clear.

"They must have done something," Aurora said, and it made sense. Cayden and Caspian. They must have cleared the way for us. I just hoped they were safe.

We finally reached the entrance Caspian had told us about. But we couldn’t get out. The door wouldn’t budge. Aurora pushed me slightly behind her, then placed her hand on the door. She started whispering something—over and over. Dark veins began to spread across her skin, and blood gushed from them. She fell.

"Oh my God, are you okay?" I rushed to her side.

She nodded, weakly, then stood and wiped the blood from her nose. "That was... strong. I wonder what kind of witches these are. And why are they after you?"

She placed her hand on my shoulder and I suddenly fell to my knees, clutching my stomach. There was a wave—something surged inside me.

"What did you—?"

"I didn’t do anything," she interrupted. "You were falling. I thought you needed support."

I nodded, confused. Just then, we made it outside.

Someone ran toward us.

"Oh my God, Cayden? Caspian? Where are they?" It was Natasha—and Sophia beside her. What were they doing here?

As we stepped out, we saw a crowd gathered at the edge of the park. They had realized we’d been trapped inside. Sir Klaus rushed forward.

"Where are they?"

"We went separate ways," Aurora answered. "We escaped. They stayed to fight."

Anna, the former Luna, screamed, "No! My sons can’t stay in there! They won’t survive. What were you thinking, leaving them? Klaus, do something! There are thousands of werewolves—and witches!"

"Yes," Aurora said, "witches are inside."

"I expected them to survive," Sir Klaus said. "You know how your sons are. They stayed behind because they don’t want the High House destroyed. But we can’t go inside now."

Anna shrieked again. "We have to go in! Let’s save them!"

Natasha broke down beside us. "Oh my God... Cayden... Caspian... I just became their official mistress. They haven’t even spent a night with me and now they’re going to die!"

Cayden cupped her cheeks. "You’re safe now, Nat. You’re safe."

A growl rose in my chest.

"It’s all your fault!" Natasha suddenly snapped at me. "If you weren’t human, none of this would’ve happened! Because of you, our pack was seen as weak!"

Silence fell.

Caspian took my hand and led me inside. On the stairs, he whispered, "I’m sorry. We can’t leave now. I’d only be putting you in danger."

He was right. Only the Goddess knew how many of them were still out there.

Then we heard a loud growl from the hall.

"Leon, get me Dahlia," Cayden ordered.

Caspian and I paused.

"Why, son?" Sir Klaus asked. "Aurora’s a witch she can help. And Dahlia’s been brought in too much lately. She needs to be locked away."

"Aurora doesn’t have answers," Cayden replied coldly. "I want to know why the witches are after my child. For them to team up with werewolves? This isn’t ordinary."

I blinked. "Your child?" Since when had he acknowledged that?

Caspian tightened his grip on my hand.

Soon, Leon returned dragging the old witch in chains. Dahlia. Her eyes met mine and she smirked.