The Alpha's Secret babies

Hazel's POV

I never imagined my life would come to this-standing in a hospital hallway, my palms sweaty as I clutched a file like it was my last lifeline.

"Are you deaf, Dr. Hayes?" My senior surgeon's voice cut through my thoughts like a scalpel. "I asked for the updated patient report, not this mess!"

"I-I followed your orders, sir," I swallowed hard, my throat dry, barely able to meet his eyes. I'd sent him the wrong file, but he'd never specified which one.

"Shut up! You should know better!" His voice was sharp, laced with disdain.

I slumped my shoulders. "Sorry, sir. It won't happen again."

But he wasn't satisfied.

"Enough excuses!" He slammed the file onto his desk as I winced and the sting of his words cut deeper than I wanted to admit.

"You're lucky Kelvin told me you're not feeling well today. Take the rest of the day off before you kill someone with your incompetence."

Kelvin.

The name sent a flicker of warmth through me, but I didn't have time to dwell on it. My mind was already elsewhere-on home. On them.

"Mommy, don't go!"

Noelle's small voice echoed in my head, the way she had clung to me this morning, refusing to let go of my leg.

She never did that. Noelle was the strongest of my triplets-independent, fearless. But today, something had felt... off.

"I'll be back soon, baby," I had reassured her, smoothing her curls.

But even as I walked out the door, I couldn't shake the feeling that she knew something I didn't.

"What are you still doing here?" he snapped, bringing me out of my thoughts, his voice hard. "Leave before I change my mind."

Well, I didn't need to be told twice. With that, I gave a stiff nod, turned on my heel, and walked out before my pride could take any more hits.

Reaching outside Mr Hayes office, I leaned against the wall, as I let out a shaky breath and then, I pulled out my phone only to see it was 6pm.

"Day off, huh?" I scoffed only to realized I have had no messages from Kelvin.

Not that I expected any though, because I knew I haven't been treating him well despite him being my boyfriend.

No one could blame because I wish I could but I can't bring myself to love him because since the day I left my pack behind, Kelvin had been the only constant thing in my life, so were my triplets.

And all of this happened because of one man.

Ethan.

The man I once loved.

The man who I was supposed to be his Luna and him my Alpha and forever.

Only to be rejected and scorned by him.

The name still tasted like poison on my tongue, so as memory of his rejection was still raw, even after seven years. I'd believed him when he said we were mates, that we were destined to rule the pack together. But it was all a lie. He'd used me, humiliated me, and shattered my trust.

However, I pushed the thoughts aside as I stepped outside, the cool evening air brushing against my skin.

Then, my stomach began growling, reminding me I hadn't eaten all day so, I found myself standing in front of a small restaurant, staring at the menu through the glass.

With that, the thought of my triplets came to my mind as Kelvin was with them, as always, and I trusted him to take care of them as he knew they were my light in the darkness and the only reason I kept going even when it felt impossible.

Inside, the warmth of the restaurant wrapped around me. Families laughed and chatted at their tables, their happiness a stark contrast to the emptiness I carried.

Then, a waitress approached, smiling politely. "Ma'am, what would you like to order?"

"A cup of coffee," I told the waitress, my voice barely above a whisper as I watched her leave my table.

With that, I decided to take pleasure in the moment of ease, so I had my seat by the window, watching a little girl play outside. Her laughter was pure, untainted by the world's cruelty as her parents watched her lovingly, their eyes full of pride.

I swallowed hard.

Noelle had that same laugh.

The same sparkle in her eyes whenever she looked at me, the same boundless energy. But lately, she'd been quieter. Clingier.

Was something wrong? Had I been too distracted with work to notice?

"I'll make it up to you, baby girl," I uttered silently to myself. "I'll make it up to all of you."

Then, a pang of longing hit me, which made me realize I hadn't spoken to my father since I left the pack. But the thoughts of him hating me for abandoning them wore harder on me as I began wondering if he even thinks of me anymore.

But soon, the waitress returned with my order letting me out of my thoughts, and I forced a smile as she set the cup down. "Here you go miss, would you like anything else?" She asked.

"No, thank you," I replied softly, offering a small smile in return.

Then, I began sipping my coffee as my mind wandered back to Ethan. His betrayal had been the final push that drove me to leave.

I'd wanted to be his Luna, to stand beside him as his mate, but I'd been nothing than a pawn in his game.

This made my fists clenched as the memory of his cruel words seven years ago were still echoing in my mind.

"You're not my mate, Hazel. You never were. This pack deserves better than you."

The hurt felt as fresh as the day he said it.

However, I shook my head, pushing the memory away as I wouldn't let him have power over me anymore.

After some minutes had gone by, I finally made my way out of the restaurant as the night had settled in and the streets were quiet while the weight of the day pressed down on me.

I walked back to my apartment, the silence inside greeting me like an old friend as the kids were with Kelvin for the evening and I was all by myself in my apartment.

With that, I took out my laptop, determined to get some work done, but just as I was about to dive into it, my phone buzzed in my pocket.

And instantly, I frowned immediately I realized it was Kelvin.

"He never called this late, are the kids fine?" I wondered to myself as I picked up the call immediately.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hazel." His voice was warm, but something felt... off.

I sat up straighter. "I just got home. Is everything okay?" I inquired as silence clouded the air.

My stomach tightened.

"Kelvin?"

"I... I don't know how to say this over the phone." His voice was strained. "You need to come home immediately."

Every nerve in my body went on high alert as I felt so unsettled. "What happened? Are my kids okay?"

Another pause erupted.

"Speak!" I yelled as I couldn't take the tension anymore.

"It's Noelle." he finally spoke as the world tilted beneath me.

My breath caught in my throat. "What happened to my child?"

His voice broke. "Something bad has happened to Noelle."

Hazel's pov

"What?!" I screamed with worry on my mind. "Where are you now?!" I demanded, panic rising in my chest. There was silence from him, the kind that made my stomach twist.

"Still at my place. You should come quickly, please..." he begged, his voice tight with urgency.

I didn't wait for him to say more. I ended the call and rushed toward my jacket, my mind spinning. My child's life could be in danger. I couldn't waste another second.

"Damn it!" I muttered, grabbing my keys and rushing out of the house. I waved down a cab, practically throwing myself into it.

"Where to, ma'am?" The driver asked, his voice calm, but my mind was far from it.

"Mark Street," I gasped, and he nodded, speeding off.

All the while, my thoughts spiraled at several thoughts. what could have happened to Noelle? What kind of danger was she in? I couldn't stop imagining the worst-case scenarios.

Suddenly, the cab stopped with a jolt and I handed the driver the fare without thinking and rushed to Kelvin's apartment.

Getting there, I knocked frantically. And when the door opened, Kelvin stood there, his smile was out of place for the moment. My heart dropped.

"Where's Noelle?" I asked, brow furrowed, trying to read him.

"Oh yeah, Noelle. About that... You need to come with me," he said, his tone a little too light. I hesitated but followed him inside.

That's when she came running toward me, Noelle's small arms wrapping around my legs with a beaming smile.

"Mommy!" she cried, and my heart melted. I was flooded with relief, but the confusion remained.

"How did you–" I stopped mid-sentence, eyes widening as realization hit. She wasn't sick. She'd never been sick. This was all just a plan to get me here.

"But why?" I demanded, frustration bubbling up. He should've known better, especially with the kind of work we both did.

"You needed a break," he said, shrugging casually. "It was supposed to be your day off, but when I noticed you weren't here on time, I knew you'd be working at your apartment. So, I and the kids decided to bring you here by any means necessary, right?" Kelvin looked down at the kids, who nodded with a grin.

I couldn't stay mad at them, not when they both just wanted to be with me. And the kids had been the accomplice in this little scheme, so, this softened my heart.

"So, I guess dinner then?" he asked, gesturing toward the dining room.

My stomach growled at the sight of the food. "Yes... dinner," I said, smiling as the kids pulled me toward the table, and Kelvin laughed, his deep voice filling the room.

"You see what I'm talking about? They miss you so much," he said, his tone warm as he guided me to the chair.

Once seated, he pulled out a chair for me, helping me sit, and I felt a blush creep up my neck. And Noelle, Jason and Peter settled around the table, and Kelvin served me the dish he'd prepared.

"I feel so loved right now," I said, blinking back tears. Kelvin had always been my rock, always knowing how to make me feel special.

"It's alright," he said with a grin. "Let's just eat, and then we'll get to the next surprise."

"Next surprise?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

He nodded, leaning in as if to share a secret. "Yeah. That's for when the kids go to bed," he whispered.

Then, after dinner, I helped him clear the dishes while he took the kids to bed, a smirk on his face that only deepened my curiosity about the "surprise."

As I washed the dishes, my mind wandered to Ethan and I couldn't help but wonder what could have been, what could still be. But I pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand.

"What are you thinking about?" Kelvin's voice broke through my thoughts as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.

"N-nothing..." I forced a smile, glancing over my shoulder at him.

"Are you sure? I know you're worried about something," he said, his voice soft, but I waved it off, shaking my head.

"It's nothing. How about the kids?" I asked, hoping to change the subject.

"Asleep as a rock," he said with a chuckle. "They were really excited to see you. I was too."

"Mmm, I was also happy to see you," I said, my heart fluttering.

He closed the distance between us, his lips brushing against my ear. "I missed you," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin.

I smiled, but there was a knot in my chest that I couldn't shake. He leaned in to kiss me, and before I knew it, I was in his arms, being carried upstairs like I was the most precious thing in the world.

I couldn't help but smile at how he always made me feel like a princess. It reminded me of the first time I met him, when I was running from my past, and he saved me from a speeding car. That moment had changed everything.

When we reached the bedroom, he kicked open the door and continued walking until he gently placed me on the bed, his smirk returning.

"I've missed this. Just me and you, alone..." He paused, his eyes darkening. "In a room, with me..."

I giggled, despite myself. "So this was the second surprise, huh?"

"Yeah," he said, his smile softening. "I've missed you so much. I just want to be with you every day."

I laughed, trying to squirm away, but he held me tighter. "Hey... I just want to be with you today."

"I know," I whispered, my voice barely audible. But there was something in me that felt sad, like I wasn't ready to fully give myself to him. "But I don't want to-"

"I love you," Kelvin said, cutting me off, his fingers gently tracing my chin.

"I know you do, Kelvin. I believe you," I said, trying to reassure him, but the weight of my past still lingered in my chest.

He kissed me again, his lips warm and insistent. I closed my eyes, getting lost in his scent, but when he deepened the kiss, I couldn't help the groan that escaped me.

"Mmm..." I moaned into his lips, and he smirked, as if he knew exactly what he was doing.

And when he finally pulled away, both of us began breathing heavily, I couldn't hold back the question anymore.

"So, what's the surprise?" I asked, still trying to piece it all together.

He smiled but didn't answer right away. Instead, he crawled closer, his hands securing my waist as he stared into my eyes.

"I am the surprise," he said, his voice low and full of promise.

I blinked, stunned.

Kelvin and I had been dating for three years now. I hadn't planned on dating him, but how else could I show my gratitude? He loved me, and I loved him too, but sometimes, the pain from my past kept me from fully opening up to him.

"Stop," I whispered when he leaned in to kiss me again. I wasn't ready. Not yet.

"Why?" he asked, his voice tinged with frustration. "What's the matter? You've always said this, but I'm right here. I love you. We don't need anything else."

I shook my head, my heart aching. "You know what the matter is. You know about my trauma. Please, understand."

"I do understand," he said, his voice softer now. "But I'm not him. I'm not going to hurt you. I want to be with you, to be the man you deserve."

"But we aren't married," I said, my voice barely a whisper.

"So what?" He sighed. "Unmarried couples have sex all the time. It's just something to enjoy..."

I shook my head, tears threatening to spill. "I'm sorry. I can't do this. Not yet. I love you, but I'm not ready."

He looked away, his expression hardening. "You always say this. You're still thinking about him, aren't you? I'm tired, Hazel. I don't know what else to say."

"I wished I met you first, the story could have changed, you would have been mine with three wonderful children."

My heart broke as I called out his name. "Kelvin, wait..."

"What?!" He yelled, his eyes hardened.

"I'm sorry okay? I just can't do this. I love you so much, but–"

"Don't. I don't want to hear it," he replied, grabbing a pillow from the bed, his actions sharp and final.

"W-what are you doing?" I stammered. However, he rolled his eyes.

"Just let me be," he said, his voice cold as he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

So, I sat there, frozen, my heart pounding in my chest.

I didn't want to feel like the bad person, but I couldn't help it. The weight of my past was still too heavy to let go no matter how hard I try.

Hazel's pov

The constant beeping from my phone jolted me awake. My heart raced, and I blinked into the darkness, disoriented. My eyes darted around the room, trying to make sense of where I was. But then, I noticed it-the phone on the nightstand vibrating, its screen flashing with an incoming call.

I scrambled out of bed, my breath quickening as I grabbed the phone. The caller ID sent a chill down my spine. The senior surgeon. His calls had been relentless, and I had a sinking feeling this wasn't going to end well.

"Damn it," I muttered, tossing the phone aside as I scrambled out of bed.

With my eyes widened, I rushed to the bathroom, taking the quickest shower of my life. The cold water did little to soothe the anxiety building in my chest.

Though, I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was spiraling out of control. "I'm so getting yelled at," I mumbled to myself, tying my hair into a loose bun.

And by the time I finished, I threw on my scrubs and rushed out of the room. But as I walked into the dining room, I stopped dead in my tracks.

The kids were already up, and Kelvin's gaze was fixed on me. His expression was unreadable, but there was something in his eyes that made me uneasy.

"You're going back to the hospital?" he asked, his voice calm but laced with concern.

"Yeah," I muttered, grabbing a quick bite of the breakfast he'd prepared. "That crazy boss of mine has been calling nonstop. I'm going to be in so much trouble."

Kelvin didn't say much, but he pushed a cup of coffee and a piece of cake toward me. "You should eat something before you go. We don't need you fainting on us too."

I nodded gratefully, devouring the food in a few quick bites before kissing the kids goodbye and rushing out the door.

The whole situation felt like it was about to unravel, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something worse was coming.

However, the cab ride to the hospital was a blur as my thoughts kept returning to Jeremy. I wasn't ready to face him, but I had no choice. I had to do my job.

Finally, I arrived at the hospital, my nerves on edge. And as soon as I entered the doctor's office, the reprimand hit me like a slap to the face.

"What took you so long?!" the doctor barked.

"I'm sorry sir, i–"

"Nevermind," he rolled his eyes at me in disdain. "I'm just grateful we didn't lose the patient due to your incompetence."

Swallowing the anger rising in my chest I bit my lip as I knew he wasn't wrong. I had overslept, and it was my fault the patient had been left waiting.

"There's a patient assigned to you," the doctor continued, his tone softening. "The nurses have taken his samples, and the scans are done. You're up. Get to it."

I nodded quickly, rushing to the changing room to prepare. Though, my mind raced, but I shoved the thoughts aside. "Focus, Hazel. Just do your job."

I walked to the scanning room, putting on my mask. The moment I stepped inside, the doctor there called my name.

"Doctor Hazel, we've been waiting for you."

He handed me the scan results, and I scanned them quickly. My heart sank. This wasn't good, but it was treatable.

"Where's the patient?" I asked, my voice tight.

"In his ward," the doctor replied. "We've placed him near the ICU for monitoring. You should go check on him."

With that, I grabbed the results and headed toward the ward, my mind spinning. But nothing could have prepared me for what I saw when I entered the room.

"Jeremy Blackwood?!" I gasped, my voice barely a whisper. My heart skipped a beat as I froze in place.

Jeremy's eyes met mine, and his face went pale. He opened his mouth as though to speak, but no words came out.

My mind raced. "What is he doing here?" I thought, panic flooding my chest. "Ethan could be anywhere. I need to leave."

I turned quickly, but Jeremy's voice stopped me.

"Hazel, please..."

I felt my stomach twist. I couldn't be the one to treat him. Not after everything that had happened.

"I'm sorry," I said, my voice shaking. "I can't do this."

"You're the only one who can help me," he said, his voice weak. "Please, Hazel my condition would grow worse. Don't let me die."

His words hit me like a punch to the gut. I wanted to walk away, but I couldn't. I couldn't ignore him, even after everything.

"He might be the father of the man who hurt me without......Gosh! I can't just leave him to death. I just can't, It would be a tarnish on my conscience,"

"Please, Hazel..." His voice broke through my thoughts, and I felt my resolve falter.

However, I stood there for a moment as my heart turned heavy. But I knew what I had to do. I couldn't be the one to treat him. Rather, I would supervise, but someone else would handle the work.

So, I turned to leave, but as I opened the door, I bumped into something hard causing the scan results slipping from my hands, scattering across the floor.

"The fuck!" I snapped, bending down to pick them up. "Watch where you're going!"

"I could say the same to you," a familiar voice retorted, causing my blood run cold.

And as I looked up, I froze, air leaving my lungs as I slowly straightened up. My eyes met his, instantly, my heart stopped.

"Ethan?" His expression mirrored my shock.

"Hazel?"