Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 98: Lost and found

*~ Cayden’s POV~*

We had searched every damn nook and cranny of New Orleans. Every alley, tunnel, ruin, and ridge. But still no sign of Hazel. No trace of my wife. No whisper of my babies.

The wolves stationed at the border swore they hadn’t seen Cyrius cross. And I believed them..if only because I had given the command myself: Lock the borders the moment we realized they were missing.

So where the hell were they?

It’s not that easy to vanish. Not with three people and two newborns. And not that fast. Even if Cyrius was reckless enough to attempt it.

I sat high on a jagged rock, overlooking the edge of the camp as my men rested and caught their breath. The air smelled like sweat, smoke, and silent worry. Everyone was tired, including me.

But I couldn’t stop. My mate was out there my children and every wasted second felt like a betrayal.

Then Aurora approached. Her steps were slow, deliberate, eyes scanning the horizon before settling on me.

"We’ve searched everywhere," she said softly, brushing twigs off her sleeve. "But I think... there’s one place left. One we’ve ignored."

I raised an eyebrow. "Where?"

"The forest near the border," she said, voice low. "Think about it. You reached the border. Your wolves are stationed there. No one saw them cross, right?"

I nodded. Slowly. "So what if they didn’t cross?" she continued. "What if they’re waiting just inside the woods? Close enough to monitor the patrols, far enough not to be noticed."

I stared at her. The idea was infuriatingly simple. And smart. Damn it why didn’t I think of that?

"But that forest..." I muttered. "It’s dangerous. Wild magic still runs through it. And there’s no way Cyrius would risk hiding there. Not with the twins."

Aurora’s gaze didn’t waver. "If he’s desperate enough, he would. That forest has plenty of dark corners. And the magic... it might actually help him stay hidden. You know that."

I hesitated. But still...

"I’ll give it ten minutes," I said finally, rising to my feet. "Prep everyone. We search there next."

nodded sharply, no hesitation in her stride as she turned to alert the

out, making her pause. "Do you

her shoulder, eyes flashing with something unreadable. "Yes. Back when I was still in Dahlia’s coven, we

"That’s where

scent-tracking spells. The night had already bled into the sky, dark

would be the

the edge of the forest in silence. Tall trees stretched above us. The air was damp

sound unless you have to. If he’s here, he’ll hear

tree,

was the place. Where we found the

turned to her

"This is where Cyrius and the witches performed the ritual. Right here. Which is exactly why he wouldn’t come

sane creature would return to the scene of a failed, dark ritual especially not with a newborn and a target on his back. But still, Aurora insisted we

she said.

but not blind. "Fine.

deeper into the forest. The trees grew denser, older. The light thinned, and the earth grew soft

under my foot. I stumbled

It was an earring.

over between my fingers. Recognition hit me like

familiar.

exact moment: Iso descending the staircase on our wedding day, bouquet in her trembling hands, her hair swept up, and these earrings catching the light. She was nervous. I was scowling. At the time, all I could think about was the fact

now... witches had been

said this forest had been used by her coven long ago. What were the odds that Hazel was herr? What were the

then it hit me..A scent.... Familiar.... And

My entire body went alert. Ragnar

was her. It was

snapped to Aurora, and I could see it

I whispered. "Aurora. Hazel was

"Cayden... there’s blood. I can smell