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?"

it, then slowly nodded. "I guess... you

Leon. "Give her what she

"Your blood."

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

Leon’s blood touched her lips, her body jolted..and then in one terrifying move, she threw Ross

floor

have that kind of strength?" someone whispered.

human anymore,"

voice croaked again. "Not that blood...

scanned the room wildly until they locked on another figure—a human maid

"No..." I whispered.

The crazed woman lunged.

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

completely. Not a drop left.

changed...The veins disappeared and the

again, like none of

my knees almost gave

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

easy with

was right," I said, my voice trembling.

me and Cayden, her eyes swept over the room like she already knew what

and

forward. "Known

of creature that is... I’m not entirely

her cloak—a heavy, old leather-bound book. She flipped it open

one that’s constantly evolving. And there were always three signs." She flipped to a page filled with strange glyphs. "One for witches. One

My heart skipped.

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

The word was faint

it aloud.

I think Cyrius bit her.

The thirst. The

breathed "This is the power he traded the

me with that commanding tone that meant we were back