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?"

as he processed it, then slowly

Leon. "Give her what she wants." Leon flinched.

"Your blood."

but he obeyed. He took out his knife, sliced his palm, and let the blood drip freely. Ross stepped in, lifting the maid’s chin and tilting her head

one terrifying move, she threw Ross across the

the floor and we all

of strength?"

human anymore," I

croaked again. "Not that blood...

scanned the room wildly until they locked on another figure—a human maid standing by the door,

"No..." I whispered.

The crazed woman lunged.

it was too late. They grabbed her too slowly. And the rogue one sank her teeth deep into her neck. The room

the girl completely. Not a drop left. The human maid collapsed

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

fresh again, like none of it had ever

almost gave out. "Oh my god," I breathed. "Cyrius...

this thing... was proof. Proof that Cyrius and the babies

muttered, "They’re taking it easy

I said,

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.

her head and whispered, "I’ve always

stepped forward. "Known

new was coming. But what kind of creature that is... I’m not entirely sure. Not

her cloak—a heavy, old leather-bound book. She flipped it open without a word and held it up to

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 one that’s

My heart skipped.

continued, pointing at a fourth symbol glowing faintly across the page, one that looked like an inverted triangle

word was faint but unmistakable:

whispered it

think Cyrius bit her.

made sense. The strength. The blue veins. The thirst. The way she reacted

I breathed "This is the power he

me with that commanding tone that meant we were