*~Caspian POV~*
Standing in front of Cyrius with Hazel unconscious beside me.. My heart thudded hard in my chest, my eyes darting around in a frantic search for her babies—but they were nowhere in sight.
"Hello, brother," I said, my voice calm but edged with steel.
His eyes..dark, almost void-like..were locked entirely on Hazel. The wolfsbane-coated arrows in his hands glinted faintly under the dim light.
"Shift," he ordered, his tone dripping with venom.
I raised my hand before he could come closer, the air between us thick with tension. "Stay away from her. Where are the babies?"
He didn’t answer. His grip tightened on the arrows, his knuckles whitening.
Before he could lunge, Aurora’s voice rang out like a whip. "Versa!" In a flash, she pounced, knocking him back. Wolves erupted around us, snarls filling the night air.
"Go find the babies. I’ll handle these," Aurora barked, cracking her knuckles with a dark grin.
The moment she mentioned the babies, Cyrius’s eyes widened. He bolted without another word. My pulse spiked, and I took off after him, both of us moving at full speed through the chaos until we crashed into a dark, silent apartment.
Then—nothing.
He was gone.
"Cyrius! Come out, you bastard!" My voice echoed, but there was no reply. Still, I felt him here. Nizen, my wolf, surged to the forefront of my mind, heightening my senses while I stayed in human form.
Something whistled through the air—an arrow, fast and true. I caught it before it could reach me, the tip sizzling faintly from the wolfsbane.
"Damnit."
More arrows came, each one a blur, but my senses caught them all. My eyes flicked around the shadows, searching for the smallest hint of movement.
"Cyrius, stop this nonsense! What are you doing?" I barked into the dark.
"Nonsense?" his voice drifted, sharp and mocking.
Another arrow whistled, but before either of us could move again, a soft sound cut through the tension—gentle, muffled crying. Babies.
I dashed toward the sound, my legs carrying me up the stairs two at a time. A door creaked open, and I burst inside.
There he was—Cyrius—standing in front of two small, swaddled infants. His arrow was already raised, aimed directly at me.
"Stay away from them." His voice was low, dangerous.
"The babies... those aren’t—"
"I said stay away from my children!" His body trembled, though whether from rage or desperation, I couldn’t tell. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
"You’re what? Are you out of your mind?"
"Stay. Away. You took everything from me, Caspian. You won’t take them either. They’re mine...my babies...and I’ll kill you before I let you touch them."
There was pain in his eyes, buried beneath layers of fury.
"Cyrius," I said carefully, "I don’t care what you’ve been through—we’re brothers. Triplets. We came into this godforsaken world together. I don’t know who’s been trying to rip us apart, but don’t let it be this. If you want to be part of the family, then come home. We need you. I miss you. I love you."
His laugh was hollow, cold. "Love? Since when does love mean daggering me and locking me in a coffin?"
"We had to—"
"You had to?!" he snapped, his voice breaking. "While you made him the Alpha? We’re triplets! We should have led together! But no—you chose him. You both decided to bury me. And you, Caspian, you’re smarter than him, better than him... but he got the title because he’s powerful. Guess what? I’m more powerful now."
His voice dropped to a near whisper. "But I don’t want to hurt you. So leave."
I exhaled slowly. "I’m sorry, Cyrius."
I rolled up my sleeves, my stance tightening. "But I’m not leaving without them."


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