Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Young Lilith XXIV

*~Young Lilith’s POV~*

My legs couldn’t carry me any further, but I kept running. My breath was heavy, my eyes dizzy. I clung to a tree for support, gasping, as every part of my body screamed at me to stop.

But I couldn’t stop. Not now. Not when they were after my family. Not when they had already taken down so many, and I might be the last one left—with a baby inside me.

I couldn’t give up.

I pushed forward, stumbling, each step heavier than the last. I couldn’t even summon enough strength to cast a spell. No teleportation. No defense. Nothing. I was too drained, too heavy with child.

For the first time, I truly thought—I might not make it out alive.

Then, I heard movement behind me.

My heart stopped. They had noticed someone was missing. They were tracking me now.

This was bad. This was very, very bad.

"No... no," I whispered, forcing my legs faster. "They can’t catch me. They can’t."

But the thought of what they would do to me if they did... it made my skin crawl. It made me shiver so violently my teeth almost chattered.

I stumbled behind a huge rock, crouching low, fighting for breath. My chest rose and fell in frantic bursts.

That’s when I felt it....Wetness between my legs. I looked down and my heart shattered. Water. Gushing. My water had broken.

"No... no, no, no," I gasped. My baby was coming—now.

"This is bad," I whispered, tears burning down my cheeks. "This is so, so bad."

This wasn’t the life I had promised my child. Not in the middle of a war. Not with wolves and witches hunting us down. I had promised safety.

And now...this.

I pressed both hands protectively against my stomach, crying as pain rippled through me.

Then a sharp sound split the air. A rock slammed against the boulder I hid behind.

My entire body froze.

"Crescent!" a voice snarled. "Come out, you damn fool. Come out!"

Another stone hit...My breath hitched. They had found me.

"Will you come out willingly?" the voice growled. "All Crescents must die." I dared to peek around the rock.

Wolves. Their hulking forms gleamed under the moonlight, their teeth bared, saliva dripping, eyes hungry with bloodlust.

And me...broken water, broken body, and a baby forcing its way into this cruel world.

But still, I struggled to get up—using every ounce of my strength, I forced myself onto my feet and stepped out from behind the rock.

And then I froze.

These weren’t strangers. These were my old friends—wolves I had once trained with back in the Wolf Academy. I knew every single face. Carter. Anthony. The others were familiar too, though not as close.

"Carter, Anthony—please, stop!" I cried out, my voice desperate. "It’s me. Lilith!"

For a moment, Carter’s face softened. His brows furrowed, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. "Lilith..." he whispered, almost as though remembering the girl I used to be.

But Anthony clapped a hand on his shoulder, shoving him back. His eyes burned with rage. "She is no longer Lilith. She’s a Crescent now. Don’t forget that." His voice deepened into a growl. "She’s manipulating you."

He raised his arm, signaling. "Wolves—attack!"

Snarls erupted around me as claws scraped the dirt. They lunged, teeth bared, eyes wild.

"Versa!" I screamed.

Power flared, throwing them backward in a violent blast. Bodies slammed against trees, yelps echoing in the night.

Anthony chuckled darkly as he steadied himself, his lips twisting into a cruel smile. "Pathetic. A wolf with magic spells. Look at you. Neither wolf, nor witch. Just broken."

And then he shifted.

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