Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127: Crescent.

~ Lilith’s POV ~

Crescents. Crescents. Crescents.

The day I had longed for, the day I had bled and suffered for, was finally here. My family—the true Crescents..were waking. Stronger than ever before.

My fingers trembled as they trailed across the jagged surface of the broken statue, the stone that had once been their prison. Fine cracks spread like veins across the cold marble, proof that life was already stirring within them. The ancient spell was working.

The blood of the twins had helped. It always had to be blood. And now, it was time for the final movement.

From my cloak, I drew out a handkerchief containing the twins’ blood. I pressed it into the urn of ashes and lifted it to my lips The ashes scattered, drifting in the air like black snow, landing upon every single statue.

The binding step. The tether. The moment that tied every Crescent together.

Agony struck instantly. Black blood spilled from my mouth, thick and burning, and my fingers shook violently. My knees weakened, and I could barely hold myself upright. I knew Hazel and her unborn children were enduring the same torment—our bond ensured that what I suffered, they suffered too.

The stones groaned. The ground split. From every fracture in the statues, light bled through like molten fire. Then suddenly, the light was gone. Darkness consumed everything.

Day collapsed into night. The earth itself rebelled. A deafening vibration shook the ground, tossing me to the floor. My body smacked against the dirt, and I clawed at the ground to keep myself steady.

Then silence...For a heartbeat, nothing. Just the taste of blood and dust in my mouth.

When the vibration ceased, a heavy cloud of white dust filled the air. I coughed, choking, my lungs screaming as the haze blinded me. My chest heaved, my eyes stung. Then—

"Lilith...?"

That voice. That voice pierced me deeper than any blade. My soul recognized it before my ears even did. My heart clenched so tightly I thought it might shatter.

Tears stung my eyes. "No... no, it can’t be—"

But it was.

As the dust began to fade, as the fog of centuries lifted, I saw them. All of them. Standing before me, whole. Alive.

Jonathan. Ruby. Alice. And the others.

My chest swelled so painfully I thought it might burst. For a moment I could not breathe.

Alice moved first. Her fiery red hair caught in the dim light as she rushed to me, falling to her knees and wrapping her arms around me before I could react. Her sobs echoed against my ear.

"Lilith! Oh my goodness... I can’t believe I’m seeing you again!" she shrieked, her voice breaking.

Tears spilled freely down my cheeks. My hands clutched at her as though I feared she might disappear if I let go. "Alice... oh, Alice, I’ve missed you."

I inhaled the familiar, comforting scent of her hair. It grounded me, softened the edges of my pain. When she finally pulled back, she cupped my face with both hands, eyes wide with worry.

"Gosh, you look so stressed. What have they done to you?"

I smiled weakly, shaking my head. "I’m fine, Alice. Everything... everything I’ve endured was to bring you back."

Her eyes glistened. "Always and forever, isn’t it?"

I lifted my pinky finger, and without hesitation she lifted hers. We hooked them together, sealing the vow once more. Then, with a strength that surprised me, she helped me to my feet.

Ruby was next. She fell into my arms, her embrace fierce, grounding me even further in this miracle I had fought so hard for.

Then Jonathan.

His gaze was steady, proud. "You did well, Lilith. You honestly did well."

I swallowed back a sob and stepped into his arms. The warmth of his hug nearly unraveled me completely. Oh, how I had missed Jonathan. I had chosen Marcus, yes, but Jonathan had always held a piece of me. And now he was here, in the flesh, my family whole again.

When I pulled back, I whispered the truth: "Everything has been destroyed. Klaus and his family still hold New Orleans. His son, Cayden, rules now. He fathered triplets. One is gone, but two remain. They control the pack."

Jonathan’s lips curved in a dark smile. "Good. As long as wolves exist, and as long as they are unaware of us, our victory will come. Do they know we’ve returned?" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

I shook my head. "No. None of them know."

"Perfect," he said. "That ignorance will be their doom."

Alice’s voice trembled. "What about Dahlia?"

I turned to her, my face hardening. "She’s dead."

"Dahlia never dies," Alice whispered.

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