Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 69: Pregnant mother

Author’s POV...

The moment Caspian left the room, closing the door behind him, Lilith stepped forward and stood in front of Hazel, her eyes unreadable.

Hazel’s breath trembled, her hands curling into fists. "Hasn’t it sunk in yet?" she snapped. "I’m not turning it on. I’m not helping you find any damn babies."

Her voice cracked at the end, a mixture of fury and helplessness. But Lilith didn’t flinch. Instead, she offered a soft, almost broken smile.

"I no longer care whether you turn it on or not," she said quietly. "I just have some memories to show you."

"I don’t want the memories," Hazel shouted, her voice rising like a wave. "I just want to be free!"

Lilith didn’t respond with more words. Instead, she stepped forward, gently placing both hands on Hazel’s head.

"You’ll be free... after I show you this."

And then she began to chant.

The air snapped. The atmosphere shifted, thickening with magic and dread. Hazel’s world began to spin as the room blurred, folding in on itself. Light bled into shadow. Sound turned to silence.

And then...Crunch.

Hazel’s boots hit the floor of a strange, brittle landscape.

Dead leaves cracked beneath her feet.

She blinked. Everything around her was foreign—like she’d stepped into another dimension entirely. The trees were bare and the air unnaturally still, cold, and tinted in gray hues.

She turned and froze.

A girl stood by a large rock just a few feet away. No, not a girl...a woman. She was heavily pregnant, her body bent with pain, clutching her belly as she struggled to breathe. Her long dark hair stuck to her sweat-drenched forehead.

Hazel’s heart dropped.

The woman... looked exactly like her.

"What the hell..." Hazel whispered.

But this didn’t make sense. She had no memory of ever being here. When she gave birth, she was with Aurora. Not... this. Not alone in some cursed forest, crying out against stone.

Her body moved before her thoughts did she stepped closer to the woman, eyes wide, breath shallow.

As Hazel drew closer, the illusion cracked.

It was her mother. Lilith.

Pregnant. Groaning in agony. Writhing against the rock as if she was reliving something that should never have been remembered.

messing with my memories?" Hazel whispered, dread growing in her

around. But there was no

barren trunks repeating like a pattern etched by

to run. Left. Right. Through shadows. Over roots. Between

where she went... she always ended

same rock. The same groaning woman...her mother,

she shouted, her voice echoing like thunder across the false world. "What are you doing to

she

Wincing. Her body writhing with every contraction. The

Lilith was in agony.

still whispered to herself through clenched teeth,

got this. Push now. You

herself to the cold ground, her back arching as she adjusted her legs, preparing to deliver the baby herself.

frozen, unable to breathe, watching the

was surreal. Like watching

and screamed as she began

bulged from her neck. Her cries echoed across the empty woods, bouncing off tree trunks like

minute passed then two... then three

tears slipping

throat tighten. She stepped forward instinctively, as if to help...only for her hand to pass

She tried

through, as if Lilith’s

hear me... and now I can’t even

was

said she wanted to show her a

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her mind

how I was born?" she asked the wind. "Is

voices—cut through the forest like

see a Crescent

Crescents. None of

her eyes

up from the ground, clutching her swollen belly, her breath ragged. She was still in labor,

body screamed with every step, but her

have to survive. My

rushed to her side, reaching out again but her hand went through

it!" she cursed. "I’m right here! Let me

she couldn’t....She couldn’t touch her. Couldn’t warn her. Couldn’t

a ghost trapped in a vision.

voices grew louder, crashing through the trees like

"I see her!"