*~Young Hazel's POV~*
My legs buckled beneath me, a sharp pain tearing through my stomach. I let out a strangled cry and stumbled forward. The ground tilted, my breath caught, and before I could steady myself, I let my body fall.
"Lilith!" Alice shrieked.
Jonathan was at my side before I even hit the dirt, his arms wrapping around me, strong and urgent. His face twisted with alarm as he turned to Alice, his voice ragged.
"Fine," he growled. "Let's help her."
Alice didn't waste a second. Together, they lifted me carefully, Jonathan's arm steadying my back while Alice supported my side. Every step toward Crescent territory made my heart pound. This was it—the moment I'd dreaded and prayed for all at once.
As we broke through the trees into the heart of the Crescent lands, silence rippled across the clearing like a wave. Dozens of eyes turned toward me, and then widened as they caught sight of my swollen stomach, my frail figure being carried by Jonathan and Alice.
