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.

memories?" Hazel whispered, dread growing in her chest. "Damn it... I need to get

But

Endless trees. The same barren trunks repeating like a pattern

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

matter where she went... she always ended

same groaning woman...her

like thunder across

response almost like she was not

The pain etched deep lines into

Lilith was in agony.

yet, she still whispered to herself through clenched

got this... You’ve got this. Push now. You can

cold ground, her back arching as she adjusted her legs, preparing to deliver the baby herself. Alone. In the middle of a

to breathe, watching the woman who birthed her...

surreal. Like watching a stranger wearing

her head back and screamed as she

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

passed then two...

Lilith sobbed, tears slipping down her face. "No,

stepped forward instinctively, as if to help...only for her hand to pass straight through

the...? She tried

through, as if Lilith’s body was made

whispered. "You can’t hear me... and now

memory....This was a

had said

memory? View the correct

her

was born?" she asked the wind. "Is this what

voices—cut through the

can see

all Crescents. None of them should

blood turned cold. Lilith froze, her eyes wide with terror.

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

step, but her mind

have to survive. My baby

again but her

right

couldn’t....She couldn’t touch her.

ghost trapped in a vision.

wolves’ voices grew louder, crashing

"I see her!"