Mated 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.

Matilda noticed the movement and her 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 to purge most of it out now.”

I immediately pinched my lips. I could still feel the cold needle pressed against my skin again and again, injecting some unknown liquid into my system. Just the memory of it made me shiver. noveldrama

“Honestly, I’m baffled as to how you survived it,” Matilda said, shaking her head. “That amount would have been lethal to most wolves.”

I swallowed hard, afraid to ask my next question. My fingers pressed lightly against my abdomen. “And... did I... is my...”

Matilda’s eyes followed my hand, and her expression changed to one of understanding. “Right, about that...”

My breath caught in my throat. The way she was looking at me—was she about to deliver bad news? Had I lost the baby? The thought made my chest tighten painfully.

“I suppose you might’ve already known about your pregnancy?” Matilda asked gently.

The relief that washed over me was so intense I felt tears spring to my eyes. “It’s still there? The baby is okay?”

Before Matilda could answer, the door burst open with such force it banged against the wall. Three tall figures rushed in, their expressions a mix of concern, relief, and excitement.

“You’re pregnant?” Lucas demanded, his green eyes wide with shock.

Liam moved to my bedside immediately, taking my hand in his. “Hazel, why didn’t you tell us?”

Levi, for once, seemed speechless, staring at me with his mouth slightly open before a slow, delighted grin spread across his face.

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

“It’s not our fault the walls are paper thin!” Levi whined. He turned back to me with a delighted expression, like a dog wagging its tail.

I looked from one to the other, caught off guard by their sudden appearance. “I—I only found out recently myself. There wasn’t exactly time to share the news between kidnappings and explosions.”

“Who’s the father?” Lucas asked, his voice carefully controlled.

Matilda cleared her throat. “From a 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 never know which of you is the biological father.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Liam said firmly, squeezing my hand. “The baby is ours—all of ours.”

Lucas nodded, his expression softening as he looked at me. “Liam’s right. This child is a Sullivan, regardless of which one of us contributed the DNA.”

“I call dibs on being the fun dad,” Levi announced, perching on the edge of my bed and placing his hand gently on my stomach. His touch sent a warm tingle through me. “Hey there, little pup. Uncle Levi—or maybe Daddy Levi—can’t wait to meet you.”

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

“Never too early 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 ear, causing me to blush.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Matilda said, shooing him back. “Hazel needs rest, not you three hovering and exciting her.”

“We’re not leaving her alone again,” Lucas stated, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Not after everything that’s happened.”

“Agreed,” Liam said, his eyes darkening. “From now on, one of us is with her at all times.”

“And I mean at ALL times,” Levi added with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows that made me roll my eyes despite the seriousness of the situation.

“We can discuss security measures without overwhelming my patient,” Matilda said firmly. “Hazel’s body has been through a tremendous ordeal. The wolfsbane, the stress, the physical exertion—it’s a miracle both she and the baby survived.”

The mention of our close call sobered everyone. Lucas’s jaw tightened, and he moved to stand by my other side, his hand finding mine.

“We won’t let anything happen to either of you again. I swear it.”

The intensity in his eyes made my breath catch. I believed him. For all their faults, the Sullivan brothers protected what was theirs with fierce determination.

Suddenly, a memory flashed through my mind—Leo standing apart from our group, staring at Helena’s photograph as the facility burned behind us. Leo, who had risked his life to save me multiple times despite his gruff exterior.

“Wait,” I said, looking around at the triplets. “Where’s Leo? Is he okay?”

The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly. The brothers exchanged a look that sent a chill down my spine.

“What happened?” I demanded, trying to sit up again despite the pain. “Is he hurt?”