Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 72: She did it...!

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Lilith didn’t wait for Hazel to move again.

Her heart ached, her claws trembled...but she couldn’t hold back anymore.

With a low growl, she lunged forward, her body shifting mid-air, half-wolf, half-witch, the pure essence of Crescent power wrapped around her like a second skin.

Hazel didn’t flinch.But Lilith struck first

She threw a glowing orb of silver energy, aimed at Hazel’s chest. Hazel dodged, barely, but Lilith was already behind her with a sharp kick that sent Hazel flying back against the stone wall. The force cracked the wall behind her.

Hazel groaned but stood up, brushing the dust off her shirt. "Okay... that actually hurt a little."

Lilith didn’t let her recover. She came at her again, this time using her claws. The two clashed hard...Hazel fought back, fast and wild, power bursting from her fingertips like sparks. She moved like someone possessed, her reflexes almost too sharp, too perfect.

But Lilith had the experience.

She didn’t just use Crescent strength..she used everything.

Her wolf snarled, biting through shadows. Her magic curled around Hazel like smoke. Every spell, every claw, every strike landed harder than the last.

Hazel hissed and fought back with brutal force, but the difference started to show.

Lilith was fighting for more than just pride.

She was fighting for her daughter’s soul.

They crashed into walls, shattered the floor beneath them, and sent shockwaves through the room. Power pulsed in violent waves. The air crackled.

And then—

With a final chant and a blinding beam of Crescent light, Lilith knocked Hazel off her feet.

She slammed into the ground, unmoving. Unconscious.

Mother knows best

Lilith stood over her, chest heaving, sweat dripping down her forehead. Her heart was breaking in her chest.

She had fought her daughter.

Her own daughter.

She dropped to her knees beside Hazel’s limp body and brushed her fingers gently through her dark hair.

slid down her

didn’t want this," she whispered, voice soft, breaking. "You forced me to.

over Hazel’s chest

for it. Your emotions... your pain... I’ll take it. I’ll help you carry it. I’ll be

sniffled, resting her hand on

the Crescent bloodline again... and you, Hazel... you’ll be our first

was a

then... A weak

open.

She lifted a shaky hand

but did as she

few feet

a wooden chair that hadn’t

crossed over the

her hand. A single tear drawn on her cheek in

dab her fake tears with a scrap of fabric. "That

mouth opened

"What...?"

uncrossed her legs slowly and stood. Her grin stretched wide. "So, tell me, Mom. We’re not the only ones of our kind? Crescents or... what do we even call ourselves

secrets. So many mysteries. But don’t worry, we’ll unpack that

head turned toward the Hazel she had

on the floor.

realization hit

that was a clone?" she whispered aloud. "I fought

Took you long enough to figure it out. You really went all-out on her, huh? Must be exhausting beating your own daughter’s magical body double into the

slowly, her

sweetly. "You taught me, remember? Mother

clenched, but her energy was drained. That fight had taken everything. View

her tone softening—not with kindness, but with

said. "And now I know. You’d kill for power. You’d kill me if I stood in the way. So I’m making it easy

leaned in, her voice barely

path. And I’ll stay on mine. But if you come

you know what time it

trembling as her body was drawn toward Hazel

do this. It’ll

as fear took over.

lips brushing her mother’s ear as

"Turn. It. Off."

and then shut slowly. And with that, it was