Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 95

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?"

Cayden’s brows furrowed as he processed it, then slowly nodded. "I guess... you might be right."

Then he turned to Leon. "Give her what she wants." Leon flinched. "What?"

"Your blood."

Leon’s eyes widened, but he 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 her head back.

As Leon’s blood touched her lips, her body jolted..and then in one terrifying move, she threw Ross across the room like he weighed nothing.

The impact shook the floor and we all froze.

"How can a human have that kind of strength?" someone whispered. "That was a full-grown gamma..."

"She’s not human anymore," I murmured.

The maid’s voice croaked again. "Not that blood... Not that type..."

Her eyes scanned the room wildly until they locked on another figure—a human maid standing by the door, horrified and trembling.

"No..." I whispered.

The crazed woman lunged.

The human maid tried to run, but it was too late. They grabbed 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 of us could look away.

She drained the girl completely. Not a drop left. The human maid collapsed to the floor—lifeless.

And then the rogue woman’s body... changed...The veins disappeared and the blue tint faded.

Her skin returned to normal..soft, human, fresh again, like none of it had ever happened.

Everywhere went dead silence... Even my knees almost gave out. "Oh my god," I breathed. "Cyrius... is alive."

This... this thing... was proof. Proof that Cyrius and the babies weren’t just alive...they were doing something. Feeding. Testing. Creating something new.

I leaned in. The word was faint but unmistakable: Vampire.

Cayden whispered it aloud. "Vampire...?"

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