Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 55

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.

an entire day... and no one is saying anything. But

her face as her fists

Cayden didn’t flinch.

held her tightly, letting her cry into his chest while his hand gently patted her

find her. I’m already working on it. My

The Alpha in him

the room was

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

storming past 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

burst into the

scrawled in jagged, smudged ink—no, blood—was a message

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

sides, knuckles cracking. His breath came heavy, wild, like his wolf

he growled, eyes glowing gold, " they dare to toy with her? To use Hazel like she’s

his fist into the council table, shattering the

Caspian didn’t flinch.

handing her over," he said flatly, his voice cold and sharp. "I don’t care

Caspian! They’re alive—for now. If we don’t act, they

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

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

bait," Caspian barked. "She’s not a damn

him, voice trembling with fury. "Do you think I want to risk her? You think this is easy for me? But we have one shot at this. We lose our parents, and Hazel becomes a target

Caspian’s 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

tension. Two brothers, burning with

we’re not

turned toward the

up. By nightfall... we tear the damn

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

just before

barely audible. "The darkness inside

was already moving. "What

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