Chapter 55: Baby is here!

*~Author’s POV~*

There were no signs of a struggle. No blood. No broken walls. Not even a single overturned chair.

So who the hell took them?

The only proof anyone had even entered the High House was that Cyrius’s coffin had been tampered with. The door to the room was wide open... but beyond that?

Nothing.

"What the actual hell happened?" he muttered, pacing back and forth.

My heart thudded loud in my chest, panic dancing along my spine. My mind was spinning, but I kept it together—for now.

"I’m sure it’s that Natasha girl," Elder Gina snapped from the corner, arms folded, eyes narrowed with suspicion. "She’s always had something off about her. I said it the day she arrived here. I should’ve..."

"Stop." Caspian turned sharply. "I trust that girl with my life. Natasha wouldn’t do something like this."

Gina raised a brow, unconvinced. But I wasn’t here to debate her feelings.

"For clarity," Caspian said firmly, "let’s visit the Gilbert estate. If Natasha really is missing, then this isn’t about betrayal it’s something bigger."

But before my suggestion could even settle in the room, the High House doors flew open.

Every head turned.

The Gilberts strolled in, right on cue Marcus leading the way, his expression unreadable, while his wife followed behind him, eyes red and puffy from crying.

She didn’t hesitate.

The second she saw Cayden, she rushed toward him with desperation in every step. Correct content is on

"You!" she choked, slamming her fists against his chest. "I gave you my daughter. Even when you chose another when you refused to take her as your Luna and reduced her to a mistress..I still gave her to you. I let her love you. And now..."

Her voice cracked.

missing for an entire day... and no one is saying anything. But the damn human girl is being pampered upstairs like she’s

streamed down her face as

Cayden didn’t flinch.

her and held her tightly, letting her cry into his chest

promise we’ll find her. I’m

low, calm measured. The Alpha in

room was still. Broken, yes.

came sprinting down the hallway, breath ragged and panic etched across his face. "Something’s written in the council room!" he

him like a beast unchained. Caspian followed close behind, still clutching Hazel protectively against his

into the

far wall, scrawled in jagged, smudged ink—no, blood—was a message that stopped the air in every throat:

New Orleans by sunset... if you want your parents back. Try to be funny, and you’ll receive

came heavy,

they dare to toy with her? To use Hazel like

the council table, shattering the oak

Caspian didn’t flinch.

flatly, his voice cold and sharp. "I don’t care who they have. I’m not letting them lay

alive—for now. If we don’t act, they won’t stay

were ice. "You think they’ll just give them back? This

spring the trap," Cayden growled. "We take Hazel, we go to the outskirts like they asked—but we’re not alone. We bring every damn warrior we have,

barked. "She’s not a damn pawn...she’s pregnant.

to risk her? You think this is easy for me? But we have one

on her tightened. "We’ll find

up—we’re bringing her to the frontlines. We protect her, and we get our family back. We end this. With

Two brothers, burning with the

we’re not handing her

toward the

nightfall... we tear the damn bastard’s head

hair stuck to her face with sweat, and she looked

her just before she

to come," she whispered, barely audible. "The

moving.

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