Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers - Chapter 208

Chapter 208: The end!
*~Hazel’s POV~*

Everything had been arranged at last. It had taken us two hours to smuggle Marcus to the edge of the vampire territory where Alice and Lilith had tracked.

We were almost there when Aurora hissed for the horses to stop. “Get down,” she whispered sharply. “If the vampires catch the scent of the horses, they’ll know we’re near.”

We all climbed out silently, boots landing in damp earth I drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to steady my hands. Aurora was still trembling beside me. Her fingers clutched the folds of her cloak as though she were holding herself together.

Something bad is happening to the triplets..

Her words from earlier still echoed in my skull. My heart clenched at the thought. My husband. What if she is right?

“I can already sense them,” Marcus’s voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. His tone was deeper now. “They’re close. All of them.”

“What’s the plan?” he asked, glancing over at me. “How do we control them?”

Lilith crossed her arms. “That’s up to you, Marcus. You’re the vampire now. You should know how to corral these monsters so we can cast the spell and let Nature take them.”

Alice’s voice broke the tension. “Do we even have the spell ready?”

Aurora nodded immediately. “I’ve taken care of it. Lilith’s already prepared the ritual.”

Lilith gave a curt nod of confirmation.

“Good job,” I said softly, trying to project calm. I turned to Marcus. “Go. Do what you need to do.”

He hesitated, jaw tightening. “I still don’t know how to control them,” he admitted.

“With the Crescents, I showed them my blood. They sniffed it and knew I was the one meant to command them.” “You just have to show them something,” I urged.

“I’ll try.” He drew a knife from his belt. “I’ll use your idea. I’ll cut my hand.”

Marcus squared his shoulders and walked forward into the trees. We didn’t follow. None of us moved.

Then his voice rose, strong and commanding: “Vampires of the forest!”

Klaus groaned and rubbed his forehead. “Oh, dumbass…is that really what you’re going to say?”

But Marcus kept going, his voice rolling like thunder through the trees. “I have come today to show you that I am your true leader!”

A chorus of low, guttural growls answered him. The earth itself seemed to shift as dozens—

“I have come today to take my people with me,” Marcus called again. “Come. Let us speak properly.”

“How are we supposed to see what this bastard is doing?” Klaus muttered.

I glanced at the massive oak beside us, then at the others. They understood instantly. One by one, we scaled the trees, finding footholds in the rough bark until we were perched high above the forest floor.

From here, the scene below looked almost unreal. Vampires poured in from every direction, a black tide converging on Marcus. From our vantage point, their movement resembled ants swarming—but there were far too many, easily hundreds. Yet they were still, waiting, every eye fixed on Marcus.

Exactly what we needed.

Beside me, Lilith whispered, “Do we need the babies?”

I shook my head firmly. “No. I won’t bring them into this.”

“That’s why you told Leon to stay home?” she asked.

“Yes,” I whispered.

“But Hazel…” her voice was tight. “You know whatever we do to the vampires here might affect the babies and Cyrius right?”

A sharp pain lanced through my chest. “Damn.” I swallowed hard. “I didn’t think of that.”

It was true. My babies carried vampire blood. Any spell cast on this horde might ripple back to them. I should have left either Alice or Aurora behind with them. But there was no way to turn back now.

I forced the thought from my mind. The deeper I went into it, the more my fear would choke me. I could only trust Leon to keep them safe.

Below, Lilith and Aurora slid silently from the trees, moving like shadows toward the circle forming around Marcus. My heart lurched into my throat.

“Careful,” I whispered.

They nodded once, every motion precise. If they revealed themselves too soon, the vampires could tear them apart before the spell was cast.

“VERSA!”

They cried together. Aurora and Lilith’s voices were loud enough to make our bones chill.

They began to sing, low and rhythmic, using the vampire blood they had taken earlier from Marcus—and from my babies—to anoint the necklace we’d torn from Dahlia’s corpse.

Above them the clouds suddenly became dark, so dark I could almost not see anything.

Marcus stood in the center of the gathered vampires, still as stone, as the horde circled him in complete silence.

Aurora and Lilith’s song swelled, then cut off sharply. They lifted their hands toward the sky and spoke as one:

“Oh Mother Nature, we bring upon you vampirism. Accept our sacrifice and bring back the triplet brothers!”

A thunderclap split the air, deep and violent. My whole body shivered as I clung tighter to the rough bark, my heart pounding so hard it felt like a drum against my ribs.

“Has it worked?” I whispered.

“Definitely not,” Klaus muttered from the next tree over, his knuckles white around a branch.

Below, Aurora and Lilith began again, their words sharper this time:

“Oh Mother Nature, accept our sacrifice! Take every full vampire here. Let vampirism end as we surrender it to you!”

Another thunderclap struck, louder than the first—hungry, almost angry. The ground trembled beneath us.

“Is she rejecting the sacrifice?” I hissed, panic rising in my throat. “Does she really want me—or my babies?”

“No… please…” Aurora’s voice cracked. “HAZEL!, it’s not working—”

“TRY HARDER!” I yelled back at them as they furthered the changing but More angry thunderclaps.

My fingers curled into fists so tight my nails bit into my palms. My chest was burning, every breath ragged. Is this the end? Will my husband never come back? Are the triplets already dead?

Until we heard Marcus scream and I swear I can also hear my babies scream also at the back of my head.