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.

noticed the movement and her expression softened. “We found a significant amount of wolfsbane in your system. It’s

the cold needle pressed against my skin again and again, injecting

you survived it,” Matilda said, shaking her head. “That amount would

fingers pressed

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

caught in my throat. The way she was looking at me—was she about to deliver bad news? Had I lost the baby? The

known about your

was so intense I felt tears spring to

force it banged against the

demanded, his green eyes wide with

immediately, taking my hand in his. “Hazel,

me with his mouth slightly open

wore a stern expression. “I told you not to eavesdrop! The patient needs sufficient peace and

walls are paper thin!” Levi whined. He turned

the other, caught off guard by their sudden appearance. “I—I only found out recently myself. There wasn’t exactly

the father?” Lucas asked, his voice

genetic standpoint, it might be near impossible to check. Identical triplets share the same DNA. Unless we run extensive tests after the birth, we may

my hand.

This child is

announced, perching on the edge of my bed and placing his hand gently on my stomach. His touch sent a warm

his antics. “The baby

to start bonding,” he countered with a wink, then leaned closer to whisper, “You look beautiful like this, you know. All soft