Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

~Hazel’s POV~

The last place I wanted to be was back in Caspian’s chambers. It was the same room I tried taking my own life.

But now I was here again, and this time... I wasn’t alone.

Caspian had carried me in silence, not a single word falling from his lips as he laid me gently on his bed. He gave a sharp command to the maids to bring hot tea, his voice clipped, curt. Then he began pacing.

Over and over again. Back and forth. Like a storm trapped inside him.

He hadn’t looked at me, but I could feel the anger radiating off him.

I sat up slowly, my body still trembling. The tea arrived, steam curling in the air. I lifted it with shaky hands and took a cautious sip.

Too hot.

I winced, and before I could even react, Caspian was at my side in a blur. His eyes scanned my face, and his thumb brushed my lip gently, checking for burns.

"I’m good," I mouthed, smiling faintly.

His jaw flexed again, and I couldn’t stop myself. I reached out, touched his arm, grounding myself in the warmth of his skin.

"It’s not your fault," I whispered. "It’s all his fault. And you don’t need to carry that weight."