Entangled With My Alpha Triplets

Thirty nine

~Hazel~

I couldn't sleep for nights despite being under house arrest. Asher wouldn't speak to me, Zane only checked in once his brother was away and anytime I asked him about Tyler, his mood would suddenly change.

Not even the guards or maids could tell me about his fate. Yes, I knew he was shot but a part of me couldn't accept that he was gone till I saw his grave or atleast, his ashes.

"Hazel, you can't keep grieving like this." Zane pointed out after the long silence that ensued between us.

"You shouldn't tell someone how or when to stop grieving." I cautioned him with a long face.

I had been so scared to check the mirror as I might just get horrified by my own reflection.

"I'm sorry but I'm only trying to help. If Asher sees you like this, he would only get more irritated."

"And that's what I want. I need a divorce, I married a monster and all of you stood there watching me walk into fire." I replied weakly.

Zane's expression fell flat, "No, we didn't."

"You accepted him and who exactly were we to stop your love? From the start, he bullied you and all of a sudden, he stopped for what? About a week and you thought he changed?"

"I've known my brother my whole life and that man doesn't have a heart." He added in a matter of fact tone.

Hazel of the past would have defended him but there were no words left in me for that.

"I'm not happy,  Zane. Is this how I'll spend the rest of my life? Pleasuring him in bed with other slaves? Watching him cheat on me?" That question was more directed to me than to him.

"No, you won't. You can change him,"

"How?"

"Tell me and I'll do it." Desperation cracked in my voice.

Running away with Tyler didn't end well and I couldn't take Zane seriously since we were comfortable in misery.

"You're pregnant for him, are you not?"

I took a pause, wondering why he would suddenly throw such a question at me.

"No, I'm not."

"I haven't checked." Now that he mentioned it, I quickly remembered that my period had been late for a while now.

My goodness!

I have been so sucked into this Tyler and Asher's madness that I hadn't gotten time to care for myself.

Zane's eyes narrowed as he studied me. "You should check," he said, his voice mixing with concern and dread.

I let out an exhaustive sigh, "Don't tell me that you are one of those who think that a child will change a man."

"He might love his child, yes but what about me? I want a good husband too." I tried not to whine but I did eventually.

"For the next nine months, he would treat you like an egg," I didn't let him finish before cutting him off.

"And after that?"

"You ask for a divorce and you get half of his wealth and your freedom." He expressed, shrugging casually.

I blinked in awe, "What?"

There was no way that his own blood brother could suggest an evil plan.

"Yes."

"You have to hit him where it hurts. Act like you don't care and he will feel the need to chase you."

"For now, I want you to forget all about Tyler and stop sulking. You are wealthy now, save and steal all you can using the excuse of carrying his heir."

"I know for certain that my father wouldn't let him harm you if he truly confirms your pregnancy." He added in conclusion.

All of it sounded easy but it was going to be tougher than being in the frontline of a battle field.

"I don't know, Zane. I'll have to think this through."

Second guessing at this terrible phase of my life would have been labeled foolish but I had to be careful with the Logan brothers.

"That's fine but don't forget that time is what nobody has control of." He rose to his feet like he had a business meeting to attend to.

And that was when I hammered him with my anxious thoughts.

"Zane, how is it so easy for you to get over Tyler's death or rather, his disappearance?"

The color in his eyes faded off for a minute, "I just know how to hide my pain better."

"So you miss him? Yet you won't avenge this misfortune?"

Even their father hasn't addressed the issue and it all felt like Tyler was hidden somewhere, enjoying his life to the fullest.

Zane stopped, his features tightening. "You don't spend the entire day with me to conclude that I don't miss my brother."

"I didn't say that," I replied cautiously, "but it feels like he never truly existed. He was an alpha prince for crying out loud and got murdered by his brother."

"He committed an abomination. It was never clear to either of us that you were to belong to just Asher." He countered.

"So he deserved what happened to him, huh? Then why am I still alive?" I asked, frustrated by the meaningless points. "Why hasn't the elders summoned Asher? Why hasn't the pack chosen to be so less bothered by the shock?"

There was supposed to at least show some respect to the dead.

"I don't know, okay?! Nobody can stand up to Asher unless you want to be the first. You are his wife after all." He retorted.

His outburst came off as a shock to me. Asher was just an alpha, not a god on earth.

"I will and when I do," I paused, locking gaze with him. "I don't want you acting like you gave me any support to begin with."

Asher could be capable of so many dangerous things but I was going to make myself his weakness. And I would just have to do that by either forging a pregnancy or praying to the goddess that the test results comes out positive.

"Do your thing and I'll mind my own business." He replied flatly before walking out on me.

I took his sudden hostility as a grudge for dumping him but right now, I didn't have the time to chase after him.