Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 209

Chapter 209: Banger..

*~Cayden’s POV~*

Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t!

The ground was splitting beneath us, the cracks widening like hungry jaws. I clung to the edge, my palms raw, trying to haul myself up. Cyrius had already leapt across to Caspian calling for me, but the gap only stretched further.

I tried jumping over the gap but Ragnar, my wolf pulled me back then growled inside my head—sharp and furious. Don’t kill yourself, you fool!

Shut up! I snapped back, my heart hammering. "Oh my God—what’s happening now?"

And then... birds.

They came out of nowhere. Strange, black-feathered things I’d never seen before, swarming like a living storm. "Crows?" Cyrius shouted, ducking as wings slashed past his face.

"No," I muttered, shielding my head. These weren’t crows. Their wings shimmered with violet sheen, their eyes a dead white glow. They dived at us, claws scraping skin, and each time I swiped at one it dissolved into ash and reformed again. Caspian and Cyrius were fighting them too, scratching and tearing, but the birds just kept coming.

Thunder cracked overhead, huge, booming, enough to shake the broken ground.

"I can hear Aurora," Caspian gasped suddenly.

"Aurora?" I shouted over the noise. "Where is she?"

And then I heard it too—a voice threading through the chaos, faint but unmistakable: "Dear Nature, accept our sacrifice..."

"What?" I hissed. "Accept our sacrifice? What are they doing?"

"Hazel’s already doing the spell," Cyrius said between gritted teeth. "Hazel’s plan is working."

I hesitated. Working? The air was thick with electricity, the birds screaming like souls on fire. Nature didn’t sound pleased—it sounded angry.

"I trust Hazel," Caspian muttered. "But I don’t think I trust this sacrifice."

"Nature doesn’t want just the vampires," Cyrius growled. "She wants Hazel and her babies. You can’t erase every form of vampirism without a cost."

Then a voice thundered through the air—Marcus. I knew that voice. Right from my childhood.

Cyrius screamed next, a sound that cut like knives.

And then—babies. Tiny, crying voices layered over the chaos, clear as bells in my head. My babies. My Heather and Christian.

"What is happening?!" I yelled, spinning in circles, searching. "Cyrius—what’s happening to you?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Caspian grabbed Cyrius, who was convulsing like something inside him was tearing loose. "Stay with me!" Caspian shouted.

But Cyrius wasn’t the only one. The baby voices grew louder, mingling with Marcus’s screams. My stomach turned to ice.

"Then why are my babies crying?" I shouted, chest heaving.

"Your babies?" Caspian’s eyes went wide. "I can hear them too!"

I whipped my head upward—and froze.

Two glowing figures hovered in the air us. My heart lurched. "Caspian—look!" I pointed skyward, my voice breaking. "My babies!"

Cyrius’s body suddenly lifted off the ground, drawn upward, levitating like a puppet on invisible strings. His form rose to join the two flickering shapes.

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