Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Falling apart

*~Hazel’s POV~*

I was shocked to my bones.

My stomach...oh my Goddess..my stomach had widened. It looked like it had grown, swollen beyond recognition.

"What in the hell is happening to me?"

Yes, I felt heavier this morning bloated, maybe a little off but I thought it was normal. Not like this. I wasn’t in my third trimester. I wasn’t even close. No, no, no. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

My eyes flew wide in panic. Cayden stood beside me, frozen, dumbfounded.

"What the hell..." he muttered. "Don’t tell me casted a spell to force the baby out of you."

"I didn’t!" I cried out " I’m not even a witch!"

"Oh my God..." I yelled, clutching my stomach as pain radiated through me like fire. "My stomach it’s stunning me! It feels like....like my water broke! Am I having the baby now?!"

Cayden’s eyes bulged. "What?! Hazel you’re... how many weeks along?!"

"Exactly!" I shrieked. "It’s not even a month yet! This baby isn’t supposed to be here!"

Caspian burst into the room, breathless and froze the second his eyes landed on my belly.

His mouth dropped open. "No way in hell..." he whispered.

The healer, already halfway out the door, turned back, saw me, and nodded nervously.

She came forward quietly, checking my pulse with gentle fingers. Her touch was soft but firm as she moved to examine my stomach, eyes narrowing in silent concentration. After a moment, she finally spoke.

"You’re fine," she said calmly. "And your baby is fine too."

A small breath of relief escaped my lips—but her tone wasn’t entirely reassuring.

"You’re just... stressed," she added, her gaze lingering on me. "Overwhelmed. I can feel it. Your body is holding too much tension."

I stared at her, confused and a little panicked.

"If you don’t limit your stress," she warned, "something could have gone wrong. You were close. That pain in your stomach? It wasn’t labor. It was your body reacting to emotional and physical overload."

I swallowed hard. She sighed and glanced at my belly again before continuing.

"You’ll be expecting this baby in the next few days. At most, a week."

My heart skipped a beat. "A few days?"

She nodded quickly, her voice tight. "This pregnancy... it’s moving faster than normal. Far faster. Something is accelerating it and I don’t think it’s entirely natural."

She shifted on her feet, visibly anxious now. "So that’s all. You need rest. Real rest. No arguments, no drama. Just... peace."

Then, without waiting for another question, she turned toward the door and rushed out of the room, leaving me speechless.

Caspian slowly walked toward me. "When did you even get pregnant? You only moved into the High House a month ago. Oh my God. Hazel... oh my God."

"I promise you," I whispered, panicking, "I don’t know what’s happening—"

Cayden suddenly shouted, "I knew it! But are you sure you didn’t cast a spell? Something to speed it up?!"

I glared at him, sweat lining my forehead. "I DIDN’T cast anything! I told you I’m not a witch!"

"Then how the hell did you fix that dagger?!" he snapped back.

"I. Don’t. KNOW!" I screamed.

Cayden ran a hand down his face, pacing like a madman. "Oh my God. My baby’s a witch. Caspian, my baby is a damn witch. The future heir of the Blue Moon Pack is half witch "

"Stop it," Caspian said firmly, placing a hand on Cayden’s chest. "No. That’s not true. I saw it with my own eyes. When the baby healed Hazel, her eyes turned your eye color. Her scent? It was full wolf. Her fangs—Cayden, the baby is a werewolf."

"Then what is this?!" Cayden demanded, pointing at my stomach. "How is she suddenly due? How did this pregnancy just jump months overnight?"

Nobody had an answer.

And then the pain returned.

I let out a strangled cry, biting my lip as something sharp tightened inside me.

Caspian’s POV.

He didn’t have to say the rest.

If someone had come... they might’ve tried to stop it.

And if they failed—

"No," I cut in, shaking my head. "No. Father’s stronger than that."

Cayden’s eyes flicked to mine. "He’s not in his prime anymore, Caspian. He’s not the warrior he once was."

His words hit harder than I wanted to admit. I looked away, jaw tightening.

Damn it.

"We need to find them. Now!" Cayden barked, already storming down the grand staircase like a force of nature.

Leon stood waiting at the base of the steps. His hands were clasped behind his back, his face unreadable—but Cayden didn’t care for diplomacy today.

He grabbed Leon by the collar and shoved him against the wall in a blink.

"If Cyrius had woken up," Cayden growled, "if even one second more had passed—I swear I would’ve taken your head and fed it to that witch you keep following around!"

Leon’s eyes flashed, but he didn’t fight back. Cayden slammed him back once more for good measure before letting go.

Leon stumbled, fixing his jacket, his lips pressed into a tight line.

I walked up slowly and leaned close to him, lowering my voice so only he could hear me.

"Careful with that witch," I murmured. "Witches and werewolves don’t mix. It never ends in peace. It always ends in disaster." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

I stepped away, leaving him there to stew in that truth...because deep down, he knew I was right.

And we didn’t have time to deal with Leon’s feelings.

Not when everything else was falling apart.