Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

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.

saying anything. But the

her face

Cayden didn’t flinch.

her tightly, letting her cry into his chest while his

whispered. "I promise we’ll find her. I’m already working on it. My parents are missing

was low, calm measured. The

for a moment, the room

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

him like a beast unchained. Caspian followed close behind, still clutching Hazel protectively against his chest. Her body remained limp, her face pale, as if the battle inside her wasn’t

into the

ink—no, blood—was a message that stopped the air in every throat:

by sunset... if you want your parents back. Try

hands clenched at his sides, knuckles cracking. His breath came heavy, wild, like his wolf was already clawing for

they dare to toy with her? To use Hazel like she’s a damn

council table, shattering

Caspian didn’t flinch.

care who they have. I’m not letting them lay a single claw on

on him. "That’s our parents, Caspian! They’re alive—for now. If we don’t act, they

do hand Hazel over, what then?" Caspian’s eyes were ice. "You think

we go to the outskirts like they asked—but we’re not alone. We bring every damn warrior we have, every blade, every spellcaster.

bait," Caspian barked. "She’s not a

think this is easy for me? But we have one shot at this. We lose our parents, and Hazel becomes

grip on her tightened.

Cayden shouted. "We take her. We’ll be there. We’re not giving her up—we’re bringing her to the frontlines. We protect her, and we get our family back.

Two brothers, burning with the

go. But we’re not handing

turned toward the

nightfall... we tear the

her shoulders, her lips pale and trembling. Her hair stuck to her face

just before she hit the ground.

"The darkness inside me—it’s still there, but... I

moving.