Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216: A Visiting Mom

Hailee’s POV

Nathan didn’t wait for my response. He just turned around and walked back inside, his shoulders stiff. For a moment, I stood there alone in the cold air, trying to steady my breathing. My hands were shaking, my heart still pounding painfully against my ribs. His words, "Go back inside, your boys need you," echoed in my head like a whisper I couldn’t ignore.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and forced myself to move. Each step back toward the hospital, my legs trembled, my chest ached, and my throat burned from crying. The bright hospital lights stung my eyes as I stepped down the long corridor. Nurses passed by, whispering softly, their eyes filled with quiet sympathy, but I couldn’t meet anyone’s gaze.

All I could think about were my sons, their faces, their words, the way they’d looked at me before I ran. I was terrified. Terrified to face them. Terrified to see the hurt in their eyes again. Terrified that no matter what I said, it wouldn’t change how they saw me, a liar, a failure, a mother who had broken her children’s hearts before they even understood what heartbreak meant.

As I reached their room door, I hesitated. My hand hovered over the handle, trembling. What was I supposed to say? "I’m sorry"? I had said those words too many times already; they had lost their meaning.

What kind of mother was I?

I pressed my forehead lightly against the cold metal door, whispering a shaky breath. "Get it together, Hailee..."

Then, with every ounce of courage I could find, I pushed the door open.

The sound of soft voices greeted me, Frederick speaking quietly to one of the nurses, Callum standing near the window with his arms crossed, Dane sitting near Ozzy’s bed, and Nathan... Nathan by Oscar’s side, his hand resting on the boy’s shoulder as if trying to offer comfort.

All three of my sons turned when they saw me. Their eyes, once full of confusion and anger, now just looked tired.

I swallowed hard, my voice barely above a whisper. "Hey... my boys."

They didn’t answer right away. Ozzy looked down. Oliver glanced away. Oscar just stared, his expression unreadable.

I took a hesitant step inside. "I... I’m sorry for everything," I said softly. "Still no answer."

My voice trembled as I continued. "I know I’ve made terrible mistakes. I know I hurt all of you. But please, believe me when I say—"

My words broke off. I didn’t know what to say. I was lost for words.

Frederick stood up, gently guiding me toward a chair. "Sit," he murmured softly. "You need to rest."

But even as I sat down, my gaze never left my boys. My heart ached for them, for the childhood I had ruined.

Callum broke the silence first. His voice was low but firm. "I think the four of us need to talk."

I nodded quietly. My throat felt dry. I stood, straightened my hospital gown, and followed them out into the hallway. Nathan, Dane, and Callum walked beside me, each man carrying the same heavy silence. Frederick stayed behind with the boys.

We stopped in a quiet waiting area near the end of the corridor, far from the nurses and the soft beeping of monitors. For a moment, no one said anything. The tension between them was suffocating.

Then Callum spoke again. "We need to discuss what happens next," he said, his tone all Alpha now, controlled, direct, emotion hidden behind command. "About the boys. About parenting."

My heart sank.

"They’re our sons," Callum continued. "And after ten years, it’s time they’re raised properly. Each of them should be with his father." He paused, his gaze shifting toward me, softer but still resolute. "Oliver is my heir. He belongs to my pack. I’ve missed too much of his life already."

Nathan nodded slowly, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. "Oscar’s coming with me," he said flatly. "He’s my blood. My responsibility."

Dane exhaled deeply, his tone quiet but steady. "And Ozzy will stay with me. He’s mine, my son, my legacy."

They spoke like they were dividing land, not lives. My stomach twisted.

I looked at them one by one, trying to speak, but no words came out. My lips trembled as I finally whispered, "What about me?"

Nathan turned his head toward me. His expression softened slightly, but his voice remained guarded. "Where will you stay, Hailee?"

The question pierced deeper than any accusation ever had.

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