Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Return of the Crescent

*~ Lilith’s POV~*

I stood above the trees, my boots on the thickest branch, watching everything unfold.

Dahlia cracking away into dust

O’Brien is decaying and dying.

And my daughter... running with her mates, racing toward the High House. Fear clouded their movements. Dahlia mentioned that Cyrius was awake, stirring something deep inside of them.

They thought it was over.

Fools.

Although they constructed their plans perfectly, managing to take down Dahlia but only if they knew.

I waited until the battlefield was empty. Not a wolf remained. Then I dropped to the ground, standing on my knees, walking toward the exact spot where Dahlia’s body had cracked open and burned.

She wasn’t gone.

I knew her. Better than she knew herself. I grew up watching her, studying her, She had cast me away from my coven after I turned a crescent and since then I’ve hated her.

Dahlia doesn’t die.

She transfers. Always has. A spirit that leaps body to body, soul to soul—until she molds the next into her own.

But not this time. This time, I was going to end her.

I crouched low, dragging my fingers across the ashes, gathering the remnants of her acidic death into my palm. It hissed like it knew me.

"Versa!"

My voice cracked through the air like lightning.

The world blurred. My body shifted, flung through dimensions until I landed—there. In the void between lives, between death and rebirth.

And just like I predicted... There she was.

Dahlia.

Hovering. Clinging to the edge of a spectral barrier, wind howling all around her like a raging god. Her hair whipped violently, and when her eyes locked on mine, her strength faltered. NovelFire

"Our plan failed."

Her voice was desperate, broken.

"I need to get back. Hold me. Please. Hold me.."

me.

didn’t move. I laughed in her

stepping forward.

She looked confused. Scared.

back, right?" she screamed. "To know where your imprisoned crescent here. You

I tilted my head.

you forget who

grip was slipping. Her soul

"I am Lilith."

finally, the realization hit her. Her eyes slowly widened as a

used me,"

pain. Tears

"I killed two birds with one beautiful, burning

"No..."

have my daughter. And now, thanks to you, I know where my people are. You think I

won’t let that happen. I am Dahlia. I

yet," I whispered, raising

"Versa."

as her

she

body shifted back to the battlefield—right where I had disappeared from moments ago. The

finally know where

finally know where

My Crescent.

these years...

be

strongest creatures to ever

perfect fusion of

abomination both werewolves and

Dahlia and their covens to take us down. They

And somehow, I survived.

Thanks to Marcus.

I left my daughter with him, sealing away her powers. Hiding her

But now, I’m back.

I will

statues trapped in time. I will soon

again. Stronger

gods—my daughter already has the Salvatore brothers wrapped around her delicate little finger. It will be easy to break them

her child

the Blue Moon Pack, and

reclaim

become the Alpha of

of every

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