Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149: Young Lilith XXI

*~Young Lilith’s POV~*

"I’m serious," I stammered, my throat dry.

Jonathan only smirked, his eyes dropping again to my swollen stomach like it was the center of his universe.

"Like I said," he murmured, voice low and dangerous, "you’re still mine. But... I no longer feel that push towards you. Not the way I used to." His jaw tightened, but his gaze never left my belly. "I feel it now... in there."

My breath caught. The air left my chest like a punch.

"What nonsense are you saying?" I struggled, forcing myself to stand, my hand stretched toward him in anger. "My child hasn’t even been born. What right do you have to—"

"She’s your mate," I spat, fury cracking through my voice. "Do you even hear yourself?"

"I don’t know how," he admitted, his lips twisting into a smile that chilled me. "But I can feel it." His eyes gleamed, and he leaned closer. "She’s mine."

"Stay away from me, you creep." My voice shook, but I didn’t care. "This child hasn’t even been born yet, and you—"

"Don’t," he cut me off sharply, his eyes flashing wolf-gold. "Don’t twist this into something vile. I’m not... sexualizing her. I’m telling you what the bond is screaming at me. The moment she draws breath, she’s mine. That’s the truth of it."

"Shut up," I hissed, shaking my head violently. "You don’t even know if it’s a her."

He smirked again, infuriatingly calm. "The name is a her. I can feel her. And when she’s here, you will give her to me."

My stomach twisted, nausea curling inside me. "Over my dead body."

"If it’s a boy, then fine—you win this argument." His tone was mocking, almost playful, but his eyes were sharp as blades.

"I’m not making any dumb bets with you. You’re insane."

"I’m messing with you?" He stepped forward, his height and heat closing in around me, his presence suffocating. "You seem to forget who is messing with who, Lilith. You’re alive, well fed, and well protected—all because of me. I could throw you out this very moment. Cast you to the wolves who still want your head."

"Really?" I snapped back, chest rising and falling, fury clawing through the fear. "Is this what we voted for when we made you Alpha? Was it your power alone?

"No. It was a collective decision, Lilith. Not only yours."...His smile was sharp and cruel, but behind it I glimpsed something darker—desperation. "So, my dear... do you accept? Do you accept that this baby—your baby—will be my mate?"

"This is not my choice to make," I bit out, trembling with rage. "I will never decide the future of my child for you."

"Then fine." His tone shifted, colder, more dangerous. He stepped closer, so close his breath warmed my cheek. "But if this child is a girl, she’s mine. If it’s a boy, then you’re right, and this ends here."

He leaned in further, his mouth brushing the shell of my ear, his words dripping poison.

"Do you?" he whispered, his voice rumbling through me like thunder. "Do you accept?"

My chest pounded, my lungs clawing for air. I shook my head, trying to resist, but his shadow loomed over me, his authority pressing down like a weight I couldn’t fight. My baby kicked, hard, as if protesting too.

Jonathan’s hand twitched near my stomach, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat radiating from me. My legs buckled under the pressure. My voice faltered.

"I..."

He tilted his head, eyes narrowing, wolf inside him clawing for my submission.

"Do you?" he demanded again.

My throat burned. I swallowed, and before I could stop myself—I nodded.

His smirk spread slowly, victorious and sinister.

"Good." Then he walked away.

I crashed on the bed before remembered who I was again.

No, Lilith. This is the time you are supposed to be strong.

I tightened my hands together, forcing air into my lungs. I needed Marcus. Secretly. I couldn’t write him a letter from here, couldn’t send a word through anyone without Jonathan sniffing it out. I had to see him with my own eyes. But how?

Only Alice... maybe she could help me.

I moved to the window, whispered her name. Someone outside noticed and signaled for her, and moments later Alice slipped into the room, worry written all over her face.

"Lilith? Any problem? You called for me."

"Please, sit," I said quickly. My voice shook, my heart pounding against my ribs. She obeyed, though her eyes narrowed.

I turned to her. "I need to see the father of my baby."

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