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.

frowned, her hands trembling as the light

wrong?" Olivia's mom cried, her face stricken with

forehead. "She's resisting my ability. It's as if… she doesn't

do you mean she doesn't want to be healed?" I snapped, barely containing the growl rumbling in

clearly just as confused as the rest of us. "Sometimes… it happens when the spirit is rejecting life—when the will to survive is weakened. But

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

something!" I pleaded, my throat burning. "There has to be something you can

eyes, taking a deep breath. "I'll try another method. But if her spirit doesn't cooperate, it may not work. Someone needs to speak to her—call out to her. Sometimes, hearing a loved one's voice can remind the soul why

running a hand through his hair, clearly fighting his own frustration. He stepped

to just leave like

his voice low and strained. "You always act like you're some lone wolf, like you don't need anyone. It pisses me 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

not that heartless. If you're just giving up now, then you're proving us right—proving that you're too weak to handle this shit. Don't be that

just shook his head, pretending to be annoyed, but I saw the guilt in his eyes. They wouldn't admit it, but they were hurting just as much

even if

over Olivia's wound, and the

"She's responding."

start to fully close. Relief

under his

relief and frustration, muttering, "You better wake up soon.

good, Olivia. Just keep fighting. We'll

out of danger but will be unconscious for a few hours," the healer