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

her

"Your blood."

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

her body jolted..and then in one terrifying move, she threw Ross across the

shook the floor and we

that kind of strength?"

not human

"Not that blood... Not that

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

"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, wolves shouting orders but none

Not a drop left. The human maid collapsed

changed...The veins disappeared and the

returned to normal..soft, human, fresh again,

knees almost gave out. "Oh

the babies weren’t just alive...they were doing something. Feeding. Testing.

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

was right," I said, my voice trembling. "Where is

Cayden, her eyes swept over the room like she already knew what had happened—like the answers were just

her head and whispered, "I’ve

forward. "Known

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

old leather-bound book. She flipped it open without a word and held it up to

there were always three signs." She flipped to a page filled with strange glyphs. "One for witches. One for werewolves. And

My heart skipped.

fourth symbol glowing faintly across the page, one that looked like an inverted triangle

in. The word was faint but

it aloud.

bit her.

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

is the power

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