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.

it slowly. "It’s not Hazel. She saw something... and she would

dreamt something, and now you’re calling it a

She’s a fated myth. She’s carrying a werewolf. And now... we’re not even sure if the child is going to be a

hand tightened

believe the baby might not inherit any wolf traits—only what

born human. Her child will be human. A wretched one, like her. And now you

Cyrius, and Caspian were young? A time Cayden tried to... kill them? Dark veins on his body.

moment,

I saw it.

in Mother’s

Changed. Then returned to its usual steely calm. "What are you saying?

don’t you know we don’t mention Cyrius’

ever mention that name

tell us. Was there ever

course not," she snapped, but her voice

"Oh my God. Now

collapsed dramatically into Father’s

name... but the memory lives on. Our dear son. Died the day his brother became

Now that was interesting.

slip. "Died the

mine, and I could see it.

me remember him,"

I said slowly, "did you ever see

And don’t go around

to Father. "Please. I need

go," she said, clutching his arm

to us with a somber expression. "Hazel, it’s probably nothing. It might just be a dream, like she said... or maybe it’s stress. Also, like I said—don’t mention Cyrius’

before following Mother up the stairs, her cries

her eyes. "I

furious, her heels echoing down

I couldn’t follow—not

Because something wasn’t right.

is Mother always so terrified of Cayden getting angry? Why is she always quick to dismiss any discussion about his powers? Why is he stronger than me... than

on the same

wait

turned and ran straight toward Aurora’s chambers. Leon

wrong?" he asked. "What’s