Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Runaway Hazel

*~Lilith’s POV~*

Lilith’s POV

I immediately dropped the babies the moment I realized they knew I wasn’t their mother. Damn it. My grandchildren were smart—too smart. They probably took after me.

Each noble began walking toward us, their gazes lingering, while my eyes stayed locked on the hooded figure seated among them.

One by one, the nobles approached, shaking Cayden’s hand. He remained sharp, alert, ready for a strike at any second. But none came.

Soon enough, they had all passed. That was when one of them leaned in and whispered something to Cayden. His face hardened, and then he stepped away.

When the last hooded figure disappeared, Cayden turned to me.

"They said they want to see us."

"See us?" I hissed. "The audacity. But I don’t think Jonathan is among them. Those are just other Crescents."

"Yes," he replied.

"Are you going to follow?" I asked.

"I’m going," he said firmly. "You stay here. Don’t worry—I became an Alpha for a reason. And I’m not going alone."

I knew he had a plan. Still, I couldn’t help but feel a twist of unease.

A moment later, Caspian came to stand beside me.

"What’s happening? Where’s Cayden going?"

"They requested to see him and me," I explained.

"Then why is he going alone?" Caspian pressed.

"He said he wants to see them," I muttered.

Caspian’s jaw tightened. "What is he thinking?"

"The only thing that can take them down alone," I said softly. "But I know him—he’s not walking in there without a plan."

Caspian gave a sharp nod.

And that was when the lights began to flicker.

The chandeliers swayed, shadows stretching across the walls. Then, without warning—blood. Blood began pouring down from the roof, thick and dark, dripping onto the polished floor below.

Caspian instantly scooped up the babies, his face grim. "We need to go."

He grabbed my hand, tugging me along as we ran.

"We need to find Jonathan and push you to him," he said breathlessly. "If he thinks he has his vision, maybe this nonsense will stop. If we don’t end this now, the pack will look weak. Other packs will sense it... and they’ll strike."

We reached a chamber and quickly set the babies down. Caspian’s hand pressed firmly on my arm.

"You leave," he said. "I’ll stay with the babies."

I swallowed hard, then nodded.

I slipped out of the chamber and made sure to close the door behind me. The hallway stretched ahead, echoing with the chaos of battle. Wolves darted past in frantic motion, claws striking stone, growls and snarls tearing through the air.

My eyes scanned the madness until they locked on a tall, hooded figure with long, raven-black hair.

Jonathan.

No one needed to tell me. I knew him instantly.

I bolted, forcing my movements into Hazel’s frantic, desperate stride. Iza must look like the one in danger. That was the only way this would work.

Jonathan’s eyes fixed on me, and he moved with terrifying purpose, shoving aside wolves in his path. Some hit the walls with sickening thuds, others collapsed outright, but he never slowed.

I led him away from the High House, each step dragging him further from the heart of the chaos. Good. Chase me. Leave them behind.

Downstairs, I caught a glimpse of Cayden locked in combat with the Crescents, other wolves at his side, trying to drive them back. For a heartbeat, his gaze caught mine—and then shifted to Jonathan behind me. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

His voice tore through the din: "Iso!" He shouted it with all the force of a mate’s desperation, lunging forward... only to stumble deliberately, falling back with a convincing cry.

The performance sold it. Jonathan’s eyes flared, his focus sharpened on me, and he gave chase with even greater determination.

I burst from the High House into the open night. The grounds were chaos—wolves tearing at one another, carriages overturning, shadows darting. I ducked behind one of the carriages, holding my breath. Jonathan’s steps thundered past... then slowed.

I shoved the carriage hard, toppling it. Wood splintered, wheels screeched, drawing his gaze immediately. I stepped into the open, making myself visible again.

I am the target. Chase me.

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