Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 46: The Veins of Truth

*~Caspian’s POV~*

We descended the stairs slowly, each step heavier than the last.

The entire house was in shambles.

Walls cracked. Frames torn. Furniture shattered like it had been through a hurricane. But it wasn’t a storm that did this. It was Cayden. His rage.

It was swallowing the whole house.

I spotted Dad and Leon standing at a distance, trying to hold back—but neither dared approach him directly. His aura was molten, dangerous. The moment his eyes landed on us—no, on Hazel—they both flinched.

And just like that...

He vanished.

Hazel swallowed hard beside me, eyes wide, hands trembling. But before I could say anything, we heard a noise behind us.

Natasha.

Her voice made my jaw clench instantly.

"Oh, don’t tell me the damsel in distress is in another distress again," she sang as she walked past, eyes full of smugness. "Can you not just make a day that won’t be all about you, precious sister?"

Hazel flinched slightly, but Natasha just tossed her hair and continued.

She finally noticed the chaos around us—the broken staircase railing, the cracked wall.

"Oh my God," she gasped dramatically. "My love has gone mad again."

She pointed a perfectly manicured finger at Hazel. "It’s all your fault, isn’t it? All that you’ve been doing recently is just to make everything destroyed."

She whirled, rushing off like a squirrel on caffeine. "I need to go find him. I need to calm him down."

Nobody said a word. We let her go.

I guided Hazel gently to a seat, and then my father stepped forward, voice firm but confused. "What is happening?"

Mother followed close behind, eyes sharp as a dagger. "Who made Cayden angry?"

Then her gaze turned on Hazel. "You know he should not be angry, Caspian. Why? Who? Is it you?" she hissed, pointing a rigid hand directly at Hazel.

her wrist and lowered it slowly. "It’s not Hazel. She saw something... and she would love

"Please don’t tell me a human dreamt something, and

fated myth. She’s carrying a werewolf. And now... we’re not

tightened

a werewolf and a human," I added. "And now we believe the baby might not inherit any wolf traits—only what comes from her bloodline.

me get this straight. She was born human. Her child will be human. A wretched one, like her. And now you want me to believe

A time Cayden tried to... kill them? Dark veins on his body. You

moment, everything

I saw it.

in Mother’s

Changed. Then returned to its usual steely calm. "What are you saying? Like I said—it

know we don’t mention Cyrius’ name around here?" she

ever mention that name

gently. "Just tell us. Was

Of course not," she

she gasped. "Oh my God. Now you’ve made

dramatically into Father’s

It’s just his name... but

Now that was interesting.

slip. "Died the day

darted to mine, and I could

human has made me remember him," Mother sobbed

see

she snapped. "No such thing. And

to Father. "Please. I need

go," she said, clutching his arm and dramatically

with a somber expression. "Hazel, it’s probably nothing. It might just be a dream, like she said... or maybe it’s stress. Also,

following Mother up the stairs, her cries echoing as if we’d just exorcised a

to me with fire in her eyes. "I told you

furious, her heels

couldn’t

Because something wasn’t right.

terrified of Cayden getting angry? Why is she always quick to dismiss any discussion about his

were born on the same

wait another

Leon

wrong?" he asked. "What’s