Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 60: Disaster

Cayden’s POV

I stormed down the hallway, heart racing, dread twisting in my gut. I didn’t want to believe it. There was no damn way that bastard was awake. Cyrius couldn’t be....he was daggered. I had daggered him myself.

But when I reached the room where I’d hidden his body, my world flipped upside down.

The coffin was open. Empty. I stumbled back, breath hitching. No... no, no, no... this wasn’t real.

I rushed to the coffin and checked inside, praying somehow his body had just fallen or shifted. But no...he was gone.. With my child!

He was really gone.

I turned and bolted back to the scene, where Caspian stood clutching his head and Leon was still curled over Aurora’s lifeless body. Her blood stained his arms. The silence in the room was deafening—grief and fury coiling like a storm cloud above us.

Soon, the entire Packhouse was surrounded. Soldiers. Guards. Wolves. Everyone was here.

My jaw clenched, and I felt something break inside me.

Marcus.

Marcus was behind this.

I gritted my teeth until I tasted blood. That bastard. How dare he step foot into my home? How dare he bring Cyrius back? How dare he steal my child?

I swore under my breath. "I’m going to kill him. I’ll murder that entire family."

Caspian turned, alarmed. "Cayden...where are you going?"

I didn’t even slow down. "I’m under distress," I hissed. "I’m going to Marcus’ house. I’ll kill everyone. His wife. His daughters. Every last one of them. I’m done playing nice."

And with that, I dashed out.

I didn’t wait for backup. I didn’t need it.

The rage in my chest was enough to fuel an entire war.

When I got to the Gilbert estate, I slammed through the gates, storming into the house. The scene before me only fueled my fury—they were packing. The entire family. Bags scattered everywhere. They were running.

Cowards.

Then I saw her...Natasha. "Hi... Cayden..." she stuttered, voice shaky.

by the throat, and slammed her against the wall.

your father?!"

her voice trembling.

is my baby?

she cried. "I don’t know where your babies are. But my mother and

grip. "I trusted you. I loved you. How could you do

down her face. "I’m sorry. I didn’t know

crumpled to the floor, coughing and sobbing. I turned away. She wasn’t the one I wanted—not

the main hall and there he

Lillian, and Sophia all stood behind him, terrified. Their youngest sister was already cowering

and slammed him across the dining table. Plates shattered. Glass

up a wine glass and shoved it into his gut.

I wouldn’t find you?" I growled, my face inches from his. "You thought

shifted into his wolf form. I backed up slightly as he shouted to

The two older daughters scrambled after her, Natasha trailing behind,

Cowards.

wouldn’t get far. But first,

for something—anything—to end him with. My eyes locked

Perfect.

I grabbed it.

his chest, Marcus had darted out the back door with his family,

all outside now. Huddled

want. Just kill me.

"Where. Is.

know!" he cried. "I swear, I don’t know where your baby is. Your parents... they’re upstairs. I left them alive! You have them now. Just let me go. I told you where they

what demon

clawing inside my chest, begging to be let loose.

hell I’d let Marcus walk

he took my parents.

My newborn babies. My

for a pain. A

crashing into

think about. The one I trusted. The one I let get close. The one I

claws tightened around her fragile neck. I could feel the life draining out of her, her eyes wide, blood

my name. "C-Cayden—please"

wasn’t listening. Then a voice

"Sister!"