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?"

brows furrowed as he processed it, then slowly nodded. "I

"Give her what she wants." Leon

"Your blood."

obeyed. He took out his knife, sliced his palm, and let the blood drip freely.

lips, her body jolted..and then in one terrifying move, she threw Ross across the room like he weighed

shook the floor and we

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

human anymore," I

voice croaked again. "Not that blood... Not

room wildly until they locked on another

"No..." I whispered.

The crazed woman lunged.

her too slowly. And the rogue one sank her teeth deep into her neck. The room was in chaos, screams echoing,

a drop left.

changed...The

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

knees almost gave out. "Oh my

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

it easy with him...? What the hell does that even

Aurora was right," I said, my

if summoned Aurora up to meet me and Cayden, her eyes swept over the room like she already knew what had happened—like the answers were just falling into place for

her head and whispered,

stepped forward.

of creature that is... I’m not entirely sure. Not yet. Probably not even

leather-bound book. She flipped it open without a

signs... symbols that categorize every known supernatural lineage. It’s like a science, one that’s constantly evolving. And there were always three signs." She flipped to a page filled with strange glyphs. "One for witches. One for werewolves. And

My heart skipped.

like an inverted triangle bleeding into a moon. "This one appeared. it’s showing up clearly. Do

word was

whispered it aloud.

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

suddenly, it all made sense. The strength. The blue veins. The thirst. The

I breathed "This is the power he traded

first, then turned to me with that