Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134: Young Lilith VI

*~Young Lilith’s POV~*

Dahlia... I had heard that name before. She was the leader of the Witches’ Coven... but why was she doing this? Wasn’t this against the rules? Witches and werewolves were never meant to mix.

"See you tomorrow," she said coldly. "Rest well—because tomorrow will be far more... stressful." With a final smirk, she vanished.

Everyone scattered in panic. Alice clung to me, her hands trembling.

"I don’t know my place anymore," she whispered.

I turned, desperate for any sign of safety. That was when I saw it—the carriage. My father’s carriage. He was waiting inside, his silhouette familiar, almost comforting.

"I’m sorry," I told Alice. "I have to go."

Her eyes darkened. "Where are you going?"

"My father is waiting for me."

She slowly released me, forcing a faint smile. "Then go. I’ll... I’ll stay here. My mother didn’t come for me. She must still think I’m worthless."

I hesitated, but the sound of the horse’s impatient snort pulled me away. I ran toward the carriage. A flash of red hair caught my eye—Alice—but I tightened my fists. I couldn’t help her. Not now.

My father’s voice broke the silence as I climbed in. "My beautiful Crescent. How are you feeling?"

I didn’t answer. His hand brushed a strand of hair from my cheek. Rage surged through me, hot and untamed. The fear that flickered across his eyes only satisfied me more.

"Good," he muttered, as if proud. "This is what I wanted to see."

We rode home. Mother was waiting outside, her expression unreadable. I brushed past her without a word, shoving her aside as I stormed into my room. Sleep eventually claimed me, heavy and restless.

The next morning, a gentle knock pulled me from my dreams. My body felt... different. Stronger. My arm had healed, and a new power thrummed beneath my skin. I reached for the door, but my strength splintered the wooden frame, sending it crashing open.

Mother gasped at the sight, then forced a smile. "Your old friend from the Academy is here. But first—your father wishes to see you." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

I ignored her, walking past.

"Marcus is here," she called after me. "I sent him a letter. He wanted to check on you."

Before I could step out, my father’s hand clamped on my wrist. His voice was low, sharp with warning.

"Don’t tell anyone what you’ve become. If they find out, you won’t just be punished—you’ll be locked away. You are an abomination now."

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