Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers
Chapter 80: Find them

Chapter 80: Find them

**~ Hazel’s POV ~**

But first... I needed my mother.

Without thinking, I bolted from the room. The second I stepped into the hallway, I was met by Caspian and Aurora. Caspian reached out, gently grabbing my arm.

"Where are you going?" he asked, brows furrowed. "You should be resting. We gave you time so you could—"

"Rest?" I snapped, turning to face him. "You expect me to rest while my babies are still missing? No. No, Caspian. We need to find my mother. Right now. She’s the only one who can help us. We have to wake her up—before it’s too late."

I shook his hand off mine and started down the stairs, Aurora and Caspian trailing behind me with worried eyes.

And then I saw her. Cayden stood at the bottom of the staircase, cradling her in his arms.

My mother. She was slowly waking up.

Thank the goddess.

A flash of hope jolted through me like lightning. If she was waking, then maybe—maybe—there was still time to bring her back emotionally. To undo what I’d done.

I rushed toward her, my feet barely touching the steps. When I reached Cayden, I reached for her, holding her hands and looking up at him.

He looked startled, blinking at me with a mix of shock and confusion. I didn’t blame him. Just minutes ago, I had been curled up and shattered. He wasn’t expecting me to be this alert, this driven.

He hesitated, then slowly handed her over.

Her body slumped into my arms. Her skin was warm. Her breath was steady. But her eyes... they were void and empty like there were not emotions in them.

"Mom?" I whispered, gently cupping her face. "Mom, it’s me. Hazel." No response. No flicker of recognition.

Tears welled in my eyes, but I pushed them back.

"I’m sorry," I breathed, pressing my forehead to hers. "I’m so sorry. I need you to turn it back on. Please. I didn’t mean to do it. I didn’t know what would happen. I just needed you to help me. You’re the only one who can help me now."

But still—nothing.

I didn’t know what else to do. I hadn’t learned the spells. I hadn’t mastered magic. I didn’t know how to call on a wolf I wasn’t even sure existed. But still... I had something..I had a memory.

The one she had show me so I can turn on my emotions..

I reached for it in my mind. That moment. That feeling. I let it bloom, full and raw and honest, in my heart.

And I prayed.

Please, I thought, if you can hear me, see me, feel me—take this. Let it reach you. Let it bring you back. Then something changed. A flicker in her expression. A shift in her breath. Her eyes... they blinked.

And the void was gone. "Hazel?" she whispered, her voice hoarse.

My heart cracked open. "Mom?" I gasped, and then smiled through the tears. "Yes. It’s me. It’s Hazel." And then she pulled me into her arms.

Her heartbeat thudded against mine, slow and steady. And the air changed. Everyone in the room—every wolf—froze, watching with bated breath.

Aurora clutched Caspian’s arm. Cayden let out a sigh.

Thank the goddess..she’s back now. But now... now it’s about my babies.

Lilith stood, though her movements were slow and shaky. She still looked like she needed rest, but I immediately rushed to her side and grabbed her hand.

"Mom," I said breathlessly. "We need to find my babies. Please—we need to find them now."

She gave a faint nod and tried to straighten up, but her knees buckled. She stumbled, and Cayden caught her. Caspian stepped forward.

"She needs to rest," he said quietly.

But I turned sharply to him. "Rest? Rest?! My babies are out there—possibly suffering, possibly in danger! We don’t have time to rest."

Lilith looked at me then. Despite her fatigue, she nodded once more—this time with strength behind her eyes.

"She’s right," Cayden said softly. "We can’t waste any more time."

He looked to Leon. "Have the wolves at the borders reported anything strange?"

Leon shook his head. "Nothing yet. No signs of anyone crossing with children. No suspicious movement either."

Lilith steadied herself, then rose to her full height. "It’s time," she said. "We’re going to track those babies down."

But before she left, she looked back at me. "I just need a few minutes to prepare."

She turned and exited the High House, the long silence she left behind echoing through the room. I sank into the nearest seat, my chest still rising and falling with panic. Cayden remained across the room, keeping his distance, while Caspian quietly came and sat beside me.

No one spoke.

It Then Lilith returned.

She was dressed in her green ceremonial gown, the Crescent sigil glinting at her chest, a necklace of raw stones pulsing faintly around her throat. She looked stronger already, more certain. She reached out and took my hands into hers with a soft smile.

"We will find your babies," she promised. "But I need your blood... and your consent."

I nodded without hesitation.

"Think about the last memory you had of them," she instructed. "That moment is your lifeline to them. Don’t lose it. Don’t let your mind wander. Hold on to it—tightly."

I closed my eyes, heart pounding. The last thing I remembered was holding them... barely. My vision had been blurry from the pain of childbirth, but I remembered the weight of their bodies against my chest. A boy. A girl. My babies.

I clung to that memory like it was oxygen.

Lilith took my blood and dropped it on an ancient grimoire. The second the blood hit the page, symbols and text bled through like ink from another world.

She began to chant.

Aurora stepped forward. "Do you need help?"

Lilith nodded, and Aurora joined her at the other side of the table. They held hands. I stood between them. Caspian and Cayden stayed close, ready to defend if anything went wrong.

A sudden gust of wind blew through the room, sweeping our hair and lifting the edges of the grimoire’s pages. The magic stirred. The force wrapped around me—whispers, chants, ancient power humming against my skin. And suddenly... my memories grew sharper. Clearer.

I saw red eyes. Black hair.

My baby girl. My baby boy.

"Come on," I whispered to myself, trembling. "Hazel eyes. Just like me. I think I remember..."

The wind stilled. The room quieted. Lilith looked down at the book, and then back up at us with a wide, hopeful smile "It worked," she said.

I let out a shaky breath, relief crashing over me like a wave.

"In a few moments," she continued, "I’ll know where they are exactly."

I turned to Cayden. He looked at me. For the first time in a long time, I smiled—and he recognized it. His lips curved in return, and he took a hesitant step forward. Before I knew it, he pulled me into his chest, holding me tight. I let him. I needed this—for just a second.

He let go quickly, the moment broken by duty. He stepped back, slipping his hands into his pockets as he turned to discuss strategy with Leon.

Then Lilith spoke again. "They’re in New Orleans."

Every head snapped toward her.

"I’ve seen it," she said. "They’re still there... but we must move quickly. There’s a sacrifice happening nearby."

My heart dropped.

"A what?" Lilith’s gaze sharpened.

"Any more delay... and we might lose them forever."