Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 35: speak to her

Chapter 35: speak to her

Levi's POV

The moment the guard unlocked the cell, I stormed inside, scooping Olivia's unconscious body into my arms. Panic clawed at my chest as I lifted her, her blood dripping onto the cold stone floor from the deep wound in her neck.

"Get the healer!" Louis shouted as he ran behind me, while Lennox stood frozen, his expression blank with shock, as if his mind couldn't process what was happening.

My heart pounded in sync with my wolf's frantic howling. Ignoring the slick warmth of Olivia's blood soaking into my clothes, I carried her straight into the pack house and up to her room. I laid her on the bed and pressed my trembling hand to her bleeding neck, desperately trying to stop the flow.

"Fuck," I choked out, staring at the blood pooling between my fingers. It wasn't slowing. It wasn't stopping.

"Where is the fucking healer?" Louis shouted at the top of his lungs, and just then, the door pushed open, and the pack healer rushed in along with Olivia's mom.

The healer hurried to the bedside, her eyes widening as she took in Olivia's condition. Olivia's mom followed closely, gasping at the sight of her daughter drenched in blood.

"What happened?" the healer demanded, dropping to her knees beside the bed.

"She stabbed herself," I stammered, my voice thick with fear.

The healer's hands glowed with a soft, golden light as she hovered them over Olivia's neck, murmuring an incantation. I held my breath, hoping to see the bleeding slow or stop altogether. But nothing changed. The blood kept pouring, staining the sheets beneath her.

her hands trembling

cried, her face stricken with

don't understand," the healer whispered, sweat beading on her forehead. "She's resisting my ability. It's as if… she doesn't want

she doesn't want to be healed?" I snapped, barely containing the growl rumbling in my chest. "She's unconscious! She doesn't even know she's

"Sometimes… it happens when the spirit is rejecting life—when the will to survive

breath, pacing by the door, while Lennox stood frozen in shock. Olivia's

my throat burning. "There has to be something

try another method. But if her spirit doesn't cooperate, it may not work. Someone needs to speak

scoffed, running a hand through his hair, clearly fighting his own frustration. He stepped closer to the bed, his jaw clenched

everything… I'm gonna kick your ass in the afterlife. You're not allowed to just leave like this. You think you're the only one hurting? You're not. So stop being a stubborn little brat and wake the hell up. I don't want

off. But you know what? You've got people who care about you—people who'd tear the world apart to keep you safe. You can't just give up now… not when we're still here, fighting for you. Stop

hard. "Look, Olivia… you always act like you don't care about anything, but I know you're not that heartless. If you're just giving up now, then you're proving us right—proving that you're too weak

the crack in his voice. Louis just shook his head, pretending to be annoyed, but I saw the guilt

throat and leaned in close to Olivia, brushing her hair from her face. "Hear that, Olivia? They're worried about you… even if they're

flickered over Olivia's wound,

"She's responding."

fully close. Relief washed over

mumbling under his breath,

just stood there, looking torn between relief and frustration, muttering, "You better wake up soon. Don't make us go

gently, whispering, "You did good, Olivia. Just keep fighting.

in relief and looked at us. "Alphas, she is out of danger but will be unconscious for a few hours,"