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.

expression softened. “We found a significant amount of wolfsbane in your system. It’s a miracle it didn’t kill you, considering the concentration. We’ve managed

again and again, injecting some unknown liquid into

it,” Matilda said, shaking her head.

afraid to ask my next question. My fingers pressed lightly against my abdomen. “And... did

her expression changed

me—was she about to deliver bad news? Had I lost the baby? The thought made my

already known

I felt tears spring to my eyes.

door burst open with such force it banged against the wall.

pregnant?” Lucas demanded, his green eyes wide with

hand in his. “Hazel,

speechless, staring at me with his mouth

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

whined. He turned back to me with

looked from one to the other, caught off guard by their sudden appearance. “I—I only found out

the father?” Lucas asked,

genetic standpoint, it might be near impossible to check. Identical triplets share the same DNA. Unless

Liam said firmly, squeezing my hand. “The baby is ours—all of

looked at me. “Liam’s right. This child is a Sullivan, regardless of

his hand gently on my stomach. His touch sent a warm tingle

at his antics. “The baby can’t hear you

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