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.

the throat, and slammed her against the wall. My claws dug into her neck as she gasped

your father?!" I

voice

baby? Where is my

your babies are. But my mother and father...

tightening my grip. "I trusted you. I

I didn’t know he’d do this. It’s my father. Please, it’s

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

the main

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

hesitate. I grabbed Marcus and slammed him across the dining table. Plates

up a wine glass and shoved it into his gut. The glass splintered, cutting deep. Correct content

you?" I growled, my face inches from his. "You thought you’d escape New

his wolf form. I backed up slightly as

their youngest and bolted. The two older daughters scrambled after

Cowards.

first, I needed

room for something—anything—to end him with. My eyes locked on a dagger resting in the display

Perfect.

I grabbed it.

Marcus had darted out the

were all outside now. Huddled

"It’s me you want. Just kill me. Let them

advanced slowly. "Where.

don’t know!" he cried. "I swear, I don’t know where your baby is. Your parents... they’re upstairs. I left them alive!

even know what demon rose inside

chest, begging to be let loose. I couldn’t stop him.

I’d let Marcus walk out of

my parents. Then, he betrayed

take my children. My newborn babies. My babies I hadn’t even held

for a pain. A child

slamming a brutal punch into his skull. He flew back, crashing into the floor. As he struggled, I turned rage consuming me and grabbed Natasha by the

the only one I could think about. The one I trusted. The one I let get close. The one

her fragile neck. I could feel the life draining out

my name. "C-Cayden—please"

Then a

"Sister!"