Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

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.."

reached for me. A trembling, pleading

I

thought I would help you?" I said, slowly stepping

She looked confused. Scared.

"To know where your imprisoned crescent here. You want your daughter to have a home? Peace? Then

I tilted my head.

forget who I

grip was slipping. Her

"I am Lilith."

Her eyes slowly widened as a frown

me," she

pain. Tears sprinkled in her

two birds with one beautiful, burning

"No..."

know where my people are. You think I came to that council meeting for fun? No, I came to tap into your presence. Your

screamed, "No! I won’t let that happen. I am Dahlia. I

yet," I whispered, raising my palm, "you’re dying

"Versa."

Her screams vanished as her soul was torn

she belongs.

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

where

finally know where my pack

My Crescent.

these years...

we’ll be

are the strongest creatures to ever

perfect fusion of witch and

abomination both werewolves and witches

Klaus and the other Alphas allied with witches like Dahlia and their covens to take us down. They struck by surprise, casting a

And somehow, I survived.

Thanks to Marcus.

me escape. Before wiping his memory, I left my daughter with him, sealing

But now, I’m back.

this time, I will

still dust-covered statues trapped in time.

will rise again. Stronger than

delicate little finger. It will be easy to break them now. Blue Moon

her child are

her to bring down the Blue Moon Pack, and once

will reclaim

the Alpha of

of