Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Beer

**~ Cayden’s POV ~**

I haven’t felt rage like this before. Not ever.

Lilith just said it—my babies are around.

The moment the word "twins" left her mouth, something cracked open inside me. It wasn’t just relief. It wasn’t just shock. It was something deeper, something primal—like the roar of a father who’s never even laid eyes on his children but already knows he’d tear the world apart for them.

A boy and a girl. Two tiny lives. Two souls I never got to meet, never got to hold. And yet, I could already see them in my mind—their tiny hands wrapped around my finger, their breaths soft against my chest. That image alone nearly brought me to my knees.

My pack. My territory. And my children had been here the entire time.

A growl tore from my throat before I could stop it, loud and guttural. The Elites flinched. I didn’t care. "Let’s find them," I snarled. "Now."

But no one moved.

Lilith turned slowly toward Caspian. "You have to be careful," she said. "There’s a ritual happening around them. A sacrifice. The witches are guarding the place—you can’t just barge in. Not with this kind of emotion. You’ll ruin everything."

I didn’t care. I was ready to tear through every witch in this damn city if it meant I could touch my babies.

But then Lilith looked at Caspian again. "You... you’ll go," she said quietly. "You’re calmer. You can think."

I wanted to argue, to scream, but even I knew she was right. I was shaking, unstable, ready to burn everything down. Caspian, on the other hand, was still. Focused. His eyes flicked to me and softened for a second.

"I’ll bring them back," he promised. "I swear it, Cayden. I’ll bring your son and daughter home."

Lilith turned toward me this time. Her voice dropped. "And you... you better be ready to be a father to them. A real one."

it out flat and traced a path across the city. "They’re here," she said, tapping the spot. "Deep in the

folded the map and tucked it into his jacket. He gave me one last look—one of those wordless,

then he

him. The high house door shut behind them, and all I

her voice—something about her felt fragile, like glass still hot from the fire, ready

up to

didn’t think being "on good terms" was ever going to be enough. We need a very good relationship —if we were going to raise those babies together. Properly. As a

yet... I didn’t even know if they’d be warm when

lifted to meet mine, tired and wary

know it." She said nothing, but I could feel her heart clenching

not... delete them. Not yet," I murmured, voice hoarse. "Join

were slipping out of

slowly, the wind tugging at my shirt, the night already settling over the kingdom like a veil. I cracked open

for the twins soon. Maybe a naming one. Maybe something

my ear catch... The softest inhale. A breath

Of the last time. The way her body melted into mine, the way her mouth gasped and groaned, how sweet she tasted when her walls

doing it with

me. Her voice was quieter than usual, more thoughtful,

bottle of beer I’d been nursing. She gave me that skeptical look—the

anymore," I teased with a light chuckle, trying to ease the tension. "Loosen up

then finally took the bottle from me. The moment the bitter liquid

chuckled again, patting her gently on the back as she wiped

her breath, and then turned to me fully. "Cayden..." Her eyes found mine, wide and honest. "I’m sorry. For

the apology.

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