Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 91: missing bodies

*~ Cayden’s POV~*

I was prepared to tell my babies goodbye.

I had braced myself for it, rehearsed it over and over in my mind. The final glance. The broken farewell. I had cried until my chest burned. I had destroyed half my room in a blind rage. I had wept, drowned in tears that refused to stop until I felt like a hollowed shell of who I once was. It was like I had reached the edge of every emotion and dropped off into something worse.

But nothing could have prepared me for this.

An empty coffin.

I blinked hard, not once, not twice but again and again. My ears were ringing, drowning out every sound except for my mother’s soft shivering beside me. I couldn’t hear anything else. Not the whispers. Not the shocked gasps. Not the priest. Not even Caspian, who stood right beside me, stiff as stone.

His breathing was sharp. Shallow. His heart racing so fast I could almost feel it vibrating the air between us.

I stared at the open coffin again. No body. No blood. Not even a damn speck of fabric. Just a clean, hollow shell.

What the hell is going on? Where are they?

Not just one..all of them. Even Cyrius’ body was missing. Gone. Just like that.

Did someone steal them? Did the bodies vanish? Did they melt? No...no, I saw them myself. I saw my babies inside. I remember how small they looked, how still even dead. I had kissed their foreheads. I had touched their tiny hands.

Where the hell are they now?

The air turned to static. Confusion and panic swirled like smoke, thick and choking. I leaned closer to the coffin again like I was blind, like maybe my mind was tricking me, like maybe I had finally gone insane. But no—l the look on everyone’s face said it all.

This wasn’t a hallucination...They were truly gone.

And then came the rush of footsteps..a maid descending the staircase like her life depended on it.

"Alpha Cayden! Beta Caspian! Luna! It’s.." She was panting, eyes wide with terror. "Hazel. She’s missing. She’s not in her chamber. Someone must have broken in and taken her."

Caspian snapped.

the room like

out of the funeral hall. I followed without a second thought, my heart hammering as my legs carried me straight to

just like the maid

were untouched. Her scent faint. No blood. No signs of struggle. Just an eerie

guards?!" I bellowed, turning to the group of trembling maids that had

hell entered this place?! Who touched

a leaf in the wind. "I-I don’t know, Alpha. I swear. N-No one was seen. The hallway was clear. We’ve been standing there all day. We didn’t see anyone go in—or

one?!" Caspian growled, eyes narrowing. "No one? This is a Luna’s chamber! You’re telling me

"We—we only saw the window open. Just now.

We turned sharply.

breeze curling into the room like a

lunged toward it, fists clenched. "They took her through

he roared, slamming his hand against the wall hard enough to make the

refined and emotionally charged continuation of Cayden’s POV based on your input—bringing out his growing fury, heartbreak, and need for

to be the

took the bodies... must’ve taken

But who?

into fists as rage boiled in my chest. This wasn’t coincidence. This was planned. Calculated. Personal. Someone had dared to cross

fucking border. No one leaves New Orleans. Nobody enters. Lock the city down. Check the skies, the tunnels, the damn rivers if you have to. Whoever took them...

firm nod and vanished down the

mind wasn’t

dead bodies? What kind of cruel, twisted

when they were alive. They were hunted from the womb. And now,

I won’t allow it. I gritted my teeth, chest rising and falling with the weight of too many emotions I didn’t have names for.

in death, someone had

vision blurred, the fury mixing with something far more

Caspian, whose jaw was tight, eyes locked on the open window like he could still see whoever had taken her slipping away into the

find them.