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.

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

streamed down her face as

Cayden didn’t flinch.

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

whispered. "I promise we’ll find her. I’m already

The Alpha in him

the room was

and panic etched

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

into the

wall, scrawled in jagged, smudged ink—no, blood—was a message that stopped the

New Orleans by sunset... if you want

his sides, knuckles cracking. His breath came

glowing gold, " they dare to toy with

into the council table,

Caspian didn’t flinch.

voice cold and sharp. "I don’t care

alive—for

ice. "You think they’ll just give them back? This isn’t a negotiation.

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

barked. "She’s not

think this is easy

her tightened.

be there. We’re not giving her up—we’re bringing her to the

pulsed with tension. Two brothers, burning with

go. But we’re not handing her

toward the

nightfall... we tear the

stuck to her face with sweat, and she looked like she’d been through hell... and still

just before she hit

barely audible. "The darkness inside me—it’s

was already moving. "What

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