Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 95: A new race

*~Caspian’s POV~*

They had all scattered. The High House was already in disarray. Everyone was searching.. every room, every corridor.

From the look of things, it wasn’t just the High House anymore. It felt like all of New Orleans was on edge. Searching. Panicking.

Where were they? Then we heard as soft commotion downstairs.

Without a word, we rushed back inside and down the stairs. That’s when we saw —a maid. She was on the floor, her neck bruised and torn, as if something had bitten her. Leon and the other wolves had already surrounded her, their stances defensive, eyes sharp. But it wasn’t just the wound.

Her body...oh god...her body was covered in black veins, pulsing and spreading like something had infected her. She wasn’t dead. She was moving. Grunting. Her voice low and ragged:

"Blood... I need blood... give me blood."Her tone was animalistic and very desperate.

Leon’s claws had already come out, the other wolves ready to strike, but Caydrnstanding next to me..halfway up the stairs—raised his hand sharply.

"Seize."

Everyone froze. "Who is she?" I asked.

"She’s one of the human maids," someone replied. "She was found unconscious and taken to the healer. But then she suddenly woke up like this."

"I wanted blood," the woman grunted again, rocking on her hands and knees. "I want blood..."

And then someone said the part that made my stomach drop.

"Her body... it turned blue. Just like Cyrius. Just like the babies."

I stood there, stunned. What did they mean her body turned blue? Like Cyrius and the babies?

Cayden’s eyes were already locked on mine.

"Does that mean... Cyrius and the babies have also woken up?" I asked quietly.

He didn’t answer. I turned toward him fully. "Let’s give her blood. Let’s just see what happens."

He hesitated, his face skeptical. "She’s acting like a ghost. Like a freaking undead. You want to feed that?"

"We need to know," I shot back. "Look at her neck. That’s a werewolf bite. What if Cyrius and the babies bit her? What if she’s like this because of them?"

then slowly nodded. "I guess... you

her

"Your blood."

his knife, sliced his palm, and let the blood drip freely. Ross stepped in, lifting the maid’s chin

her body jolted..and then in one terrifying move, she

shook the floor and

a human have that kind of strength?" someone whispered. "That was

not human

maid’s voice croaked again. "Not that blood... Not that

until they locked on another figure—a human maid standing by the

"No..." I whispered.

The crazed woman lunged.

run, but it was too late. They grabbed her too slowly. And the rogue one sank her teeth deep into her neck.

drop left. The human maid collapsed to

rogue woman’s body... changed...The veins disappeared and the blue

skin returned to normal..soft, human, fresh again, like none of it

Even my knees almost gave out. "Oh my god," I breathed.

thing... was proof. Proof that Cyrius and the babies weren’t just alive...they

muttered, "They’re taking it easy with him...? What the hell does

was right," I said, my voice trembling.

she already knew what had happened—like the answers were just falling into place for her.

her head and whispered, "I’ve

forward. "Known

coming. But what kind of creature that is... I’m not entirely

book. She flipped it open without

constantly evolving. And there were always three signs."

My heart skipped.

an inverted triangle

The word was

whispered it aloud.

"That girl downstairs... I think Cyrius bit her. He didn’t just feed—he changed her. She’s not human

made sense. The strength. The blue veins. The thirst. The way she reacted to blood but rejected werewolf blood.

"This is

say anything at first, then turned to me with that commanding tone that meant we were back in battle