Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Waking Up From A Nightmare

My eyes cracked open. The first thing I saw was a blinding flash of sterile white. Panic instantly shot through me.

For a terrifying moment, I thought I was back in that facility—that everything had been a hallucination, and I was still trapped in one of Esther’s experiments.

My heart rate spiked, and I tried to sit up, only to feel a sharp pain in my abdomen that forced me back down with a gasp.

“Easy there,” a familiar voice said, and relief flooded through me as Matilda’s face came into view, her kind eyes crinkling at the corners. “You’re safe now, Hazel. You’re at the pack infirmary.”

I took a shaky breath, trying to calm my racing pulse. If Matilda was here, that meant that I was finally back in Emberfang grounds.

“How long have I been out?” I croaked.

“About twelve hours,” Matilda replied, checking the IV drip attached to my arm. “You collapsed from exhaustion, among other things. We thought it would be better to keep you here rather than in your bedroom. Those triplets of yours would never have given you the peace you need to heal properly.”

A small smile tugged at my lips. “They can be a bit... overwhelming.”

Except I had greatly missed this sort of ‘overwhelming’.

“That’s putting it mildly,” Matilda snorted, making notes on a chart. “I had to physically bar them from spending the night in here. Even then, they took shifts sitting outside the door like guard dogs.”

I glanced around the room, taking in the medical equipment and the sunlight streaming through the blinds. It was fairly empty, and the only thing I could smell was the antiseptic.

“What happened to me?” I asked, my hand instinctively moving to my stomach. Fear gripped me as I remembered the blood running down my legs before I passed out.

It’s a miracle it didn’t kill you, considering

against my skin again and again, injecting some unknown liquid

Matilda said, shaking her head. “That amount would have been lethal

my next question. My fingers pressed lightly

my hand, and her expression changed to one of understanding. “Right,

to deliver bad news? Had I lost the baby? The thought made my

suppose you might’ve already known about your pregnancy?”

me was so intense I felt tears spring to my eyes. “It’s still there? The baby is

the

his

moved to my bedside immediately, taking my hand in his.

for once, seemed speechless, staring at me with his mouth slightly open before a slow, delighted grin

“I told you not

are paper thin!” Levi whined. He turned back

“I—I only found out recently myself. There wasn’t exactly time to share the news between kidnappings

Lucas asked,

be near impossible to check. Identical triplets share the same DNA. Unless we

my hand. “The baby is ours—all

right. This child is a Sullivan, regardless of which one of us contributed the

bed and placing his hand gently on my stomach. His touch sent a warm tingle through me.

I found myself laughing at his antics. “The baby can’t hear you yet,

bonding,” he countered with a wink, then leaned closer to whisper, “You look