Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 30: The Rise of the Unknown

~Cayden’s POV~

I don’t know why my rage multiplied the moment I saw them crowding Hazel. She was on the floor—tears brimming from her eyes, her hands shaking like leaves caught in a storm.

Everything around me stilled.

I turned eyes searching only to see Caspian in his wolf form. He was down, pinned. A large rogue wolf snarled over him, its teeth buried deep into Caspian’s shoulder. He roared in pain. But even that sight, my brother being mauled, wasn’t enough to drag me from the magnetic pull of her broken form.

Ragnar howled within me.

He didn’t hesitate. We rushed to Hazel’s side, blood and bone splattering as I snapped the necks of the wolves around her without mercy. One by one, their heads dropped. They never even saw me coming.

Then her eyes met mine.

Her soft hazel eyes shimmered in the chaos, drenched in fear but lit by relief. A part of me unclenched. Relief washed through her features.. She must have been so scared.

I scanned her frantically looking for injury. NovelFire

Left cheek bruised. Right leg bleeding. The back of her ear–red, raw. Ragnar snarled in pure fury. Seeing her like that, broken, bleeding, scarred... it did something to me. It was like being gutted from the inside.

Then I heard the wet rip of flesh.

Caspian tore off the head of the wolf on him, blood painting the snow like ink in water. Hazel gasped, then ran straight to him. Straight past me.

I saved her life.

And she didn’t even blink at me.

Something cold and bitter coiled in my gut. Not because she ran to Caspian but because she didn’t even look back. We were losing. Badly. And I couldn’t shake the image of her turning away from me.

But somehow, Caspian—bleeding and battered—still had it in him to bring my morale back. Leon and Aurora soon joined the fight. Aurora immediately rushed Hazel away, vanishing into the shadows. Caspian guided them through a safer route while we remained to handle the imposters.

"Not only wolves are here but also witches. We might not make it..." Leon shivered beside me.

a steadying hand on his shoulder. "We fight. We are the mighty three of this place. Either we win... or we

voice recharged us. That’s always been Caspian solid, unshakable, the calm and

said, barely containing the thought that had been on a loop in my mind. Ragnar

know how powerful she is. And the distance from here

I was suddenly

speaking in sync. Witches. Dressed in black

are these?" I muttered, heart

it got

to freeze mid-lunge. Their eyes widened. Blood gushed from their mouths,

sprinting toward them, but the witches turned to

leapt—taking one of their heads clean

I couldn’t move.

they chanted in unison. The sound... it pierced my skull, a screeching frequency that made my ears bleed. I dropped

Then it came.

surge of power—not from Ragnar.

Familiar.

Ancient.

through me, dark veins spreading across my skin. I opened my eyes—everything was sharper. The witches looked confused, still

"Versa... Versa!"

was too

ever. They turned to run, panic finally dawning. But I was faster. A dark smoke burst from

I turned, heart pounding.

palm and forcing my blood into his mouth.

He was alive.

but he only growled low and

that

me Alpha at a young age stronger than both my brothers.

smoke

my thoughts. Caspian was up, fully