Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174: Back Home

Nathan’s POV

We were in the jet, heading back home. For the past hours, my eyes had been fixed on them. The boys sat across from me, small, quiet, pretending to be braver than they were. Oscar leaned against the window, his green eyes following the clouds outside, though I knew he wasn’t really seeing them. Oliver fidgeted with the seatbelt, his lips pressed together, his curiosity sparking every few minutes as if he wanted to ask me something but didn’t dare. And Ozzy—calm, watchful—sat still as stone, his brown eyes locked on me like he was trying to read every move I made.

I told myself to look away. I told myself to stop. But my gaze always drifted back, especially to Oscar. Every breath he took, every twitch of his small hands, echoed inside me like thunder. My wolf paced, restless, clawing, whispering over and over: Mine. Mine. Mine.

I clenched my fists. It didn’t make sense. If he was mine, then why not the other two? They were born together—triplets. If one carried my blood, the others should too. But my instincts didn’t roar for them the way they did for Oscar. And that confusion—it was driving me insane.

I leaned back in my seat, dragging a hand down my face. Across from me, Hailee sat stiffly, her red hair falling over her shoulder. She didn’t look at me, not once. As if I was air. As if I didn’t exist. Ten years. Ten years of chasing her ghost. And now she sat a few feet away, alive, breathing, beautiful, and yet I couldn’t touch her.

I shifted my gaze back to the boys. They didn’t shrink away under my stare. No, they held it, each in their own way. Brave little things. Too brave. Oscar blinked, and, for a moment, his eyes met mine. My chest tightened painfully. Goddess. He had to be mine.

"We are landing in five minutes," the pilot announced. I sucked in a deep breath and closed my eyes. After ten long years, I was finally bringing Hailee home—but not the way I had always imagined. For years, I had dreamt of this moment: returning with her to the pack, greeted by a grand celebration, a triumph. I had imagined it, envisioned it, even fantasized about it. And now... now it was happening, but nothing like I had hoped.

"Don’t be scared," I overheard Hailee whispering to her sons, and my brow furrowed. Were they scared of my pack? Or me?

"What are you going to do to us, sir?" Oliver suddenly asked, his sharp, inquisitive eyes locked on mine.

"Nothing," I responded without hesitation.

He didn’t seem to believe me. Rather, he glared at me with hate a child his age was not supposed to have in his eyes, which made me wonder—what had Hailee told them about me?

The plane stopped. The doors opened. Cold air rushed inside. Through the window I saw the cars lined up outside, black and shining, engines humming. My men stood ready. At the front was Leo—my Beta, my right hand. When his eyes landed on Hailee, his lips parted in shock. He hadn’t known. I never told him I’d found her. He looked like he’d seen a ghost.

"Yes," I said, answering his silent question. My voice was low. "I found her."

Leo blinked hard, then straightened, forcing himself back into control. He gave a short nod and stepped forward to meet us.

As Hailee appeared at the jet’s doorway, holding her sons close, I felt the whole world tilt. She looked older, smaller, tired—but still her. Always her.

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