Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259: Memories.

*~Leon’s POV~*

It was already night, but I just kept pushing forward. I couldn’t stop, not now. I can’t lose Aurora.

Where had she gone?

I pushed through the thick bushes, searching every corner she could have possibly run to, but she was nowhere. The forest was eerily quiet, except for the distant sounds of demons still hunting behind me. I was just a few feet ahead of them, close enough to hear their growls, but far enough to stay out of their sight—and their senses.

"Aurora," I whispered, my voice cracking into the night.

Then my foot caught on something. I stumbled and crouched, my heart hammering. A familiar scent drifted through the cold air... Roses and herbs.

Aurora.

I bent down and froze. There, tangled in the dirt and leaves, was a thick strand of red hair. My breath hitched.

No... no, no, no.

A wave of panic crashed into me. My mind raced with terrible thoughts—what if she’d been attacked? What if some wild creature had gotten to her? Why would so much of her hair be on the ground like this?

I followed the trail of hair and then I saw her.

Her body lay still beneath the dim light of the moon, her face pale and lifeless.

"Aurora..." I dropped to my knees beside her, my voice breaking. I reached out, gently shaking her shoulder. "Aurora!"

Her hair was shorter...much shorter. She had cut it. But she was still in that same wedding gown, the red fabric now dirt-stained and torn in places. I checked her pulse.... She was breathing. Weak, but alive. Confusion hit me all at once.

Did she cut her hair herself? Or did someone attack her?

I scanned her body—no blood, no wounds, nothing that looked like a struggle. Just exhaustion.

"Aurora," I whispered, patting her cheeks softly. "Wake up. Please."

Her lashes fluttered. A soft, broken sound escaped her lips.

"It’s me, Leon," I said quickly. "We need to get out of here. Darius and his demons are close. You hear me? They’re coming now."

Her eyes opened slowly, dazed and distant. I leaned closer, making sure my eyes glowed faintly...so she’d recognize me, so she wouldn’t scream and draw attention.

But then she blinked at me—Like I was a ghost.

"Who are you?" she whispered.

I froze. "It’s me, Leon," I said softly. "We need to move. Come on."

Her body tensed. "I said...who are you?"

My chest tightened. "Aurora... it’s me." I reached out to help her sit up, trying to steady her before she fell, but she pulled back violently.

"Get away from me! What are you talking about? Where am I?"

I swallowed hard. Her voice... her eyes... there was nothing in them.

"You’re safe," I said quickly, trying to calm her. "You were at your wedding, remember? I saved you from it. We need to go now before they find us."

She shook her head, confusion twisting her face. "Wedding? I don’t—I don’t know what you’re talking about."

"Aurora, please." My tone cracked with desperation. "I know you hate me. I know you don’t want to see me. But you have to trust me right now. Darius and his demons are coming, and if they find you here, they’ll kill us both."

I reached for her hand again, gently, carefully.

"Your powers. they’re gone, right? You can’t fight them like this. So let’s go now, before it’s too late."

"Get away from me, Leon! Who are you?"

"It’s me, Leon," I said quickly, trying to calm her. "Why are you behaving like this? We’re in danger right now..we need to leave."

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