Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 148

Chapter 148: Young Lilith XX

*~Young Hazel’s POV~*

My legs buckled beneath me, a sharp pain tearing through my stomach. I let out a strangled cry and stumbled forward. The ground tilted, my breath caught, and before I could steady myself, I let my body fall.

"Lilith!" Alice shrieked.

Jonathan was at my side before I even hit the dirt, his arms wrapping around me, strong and urgent. His face twisted with alarm as he turned to Alice, his voice ragged.

"Fine," he growled. "Let’s help her."

Alice didn’t waste a second. Together, they lifted me carefully, Jonathan’s arm steadying my back while Alice supported my side. Every step toward Crescent territory made my heart pound. This was it—the moment I’d dreaded and prayed for all at once.

As we broke through the trees into the heart of the Crescent lands, silence rippled across the clearing like a wave. Dozens of eyes turned toward me, and then widened as they caught sight of my swollen stomach, my frail figure being carried by Jonathan and Alice.

Gasps filled the air.

And then—Ruby.

She stormed forward, flanked by her ever-loyal shadows, her voice rising above the stunned hush. "What the hell is she doing here?" Her finger stabbed toward me, venom dripping from every word. "Jonathan, Alice—are you out of your minds bringing her back? She’s nothing but a traitor!"

The murmurs swelled, anger and confusion stirring like wildfire.

I kept my eyes lowered, breathing shallow, hands pressed protectively over my stomach. Let them see me this way. Let them see weakness.

Jonathan’s voice cracked like a whip through the noise.

"Enough."

Silence.

His gaze swept the crowd, his authority undeniable even through the fury still burning in his veins. "She needs help. And once a Crescent, always a Crescent." His tone left no room for argument, though his jaw was tight, his eyes dark with conflict.

The pack shifted uneasily, glancing at one another, but no one dared challenge him outright. Ruby’s mouth opened, fury trembling on her lips, but she snapped it shut when Jonathan’s glare met hers.

Without another word, Alice and Jonathan carried me inside one of the huts. The familiar scent of herbs and wood smoke filled my lungs, grounding me. They laid me down on a soft mat, and I curled slightly, clutching my stomach as another cramp rippled through me.

Alice knelt beside me instantly, her hands fluttering over my forehead, brushing strands of hair from my damp skin. "Shh, it’s okay, it’s okay," she whispered, though her own voice shook. She reached for a wooden cup and pressed it to my lips. "Drink, Lilith. Water will help."

The cool liquid slid down my throat, soothing but heavy. My lips trembled with gratitude, though I didn’t speak.

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