Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 79: Attention

Lennox's POV

I followed the maid into Anita's chambers, finding a healer already attending to her. Confused, I moved closer, only to realize Anita seemed unconscious—which was strange. Just a few minutes ago, she was fine… having breakfast with us. So, what the hell happened all of a sudden?

The door pushed open, and my brothers walked in, both having the same look of confusion in their eyes.

"What happened?" Louis asked as he approached Anita's side.

The healer didn't respond to us. Instead, she kept chanting incantations we couldn't understand. My brothers and I exchanged confused glances but said nothing, choosing to let her work in silence.

After a long moment filled with murmured incantations, the healer finally stopped and turned to face us.

"Greetings, Alphas," she greeted respectfully, bowing her head to us.

"What is wrong with her?" Levi asked immediately.

The healer bowed her head once more before rising to speak.

"She is suffering from an imbalance in her blood," the healer said calmly, her tone heavy with concern. "A rare condition, one that weakens her body and drains her strength. It's why she fainted."

"Is it fatal?" Levi asked quickly, his eyes darting to Anita's still form on the bed.

"No, Alpha," the healer reassured us. "It has a cure. Through regular incantations, herbs, and healing rituals, she will fully recover. But it will take time. If she follows the regimen precisely, she should be completely healed within two months."

A collective breath of relief passed between us, but the healer wasn't finished.

"She needs rest… love… and attention," the healer added, her eyes flicking between us with something akin to judgment. "Her condition was worsened not only by the imbalance in her blood—but by emotional neglect."

My frown deepened.

asked carefully, though a part of me already knew where

softly. "A baby that was growing inside her. A life.

The room went still.

shifted uncomfortably, and Levi's expression

stayed quiet, staring at

In pain. In sorrow.

Not out of defensiveness—but because she was

Olivia. None of

your concubine," the healer said firmly. "Not your wife, yes—but still a

growled quietly, more to myself than to her. The shame was already cutting

healer bowed her head respectfully but

must show that she

will

She's exhausted. I'll return in the evening with the herbs and to begin the first

didn't even know what to feel. Maybe I felt guilty. Maybe I felt terrible. Anita didn't just lose a child—we all did. And none of us mourned

Louis moved beside me.

up," he said

I didn't respond.

Because he was right.

thought we loved Anita. We wanted her. Hell, we were practically competing for who she'd love more. But then everything changed the moment we realized Olivia was our mate. The woman we once despised turned out to be fated for us—and that shattered everything we had with

should be taking turns

her," Levi offered. "She needs to wake up to someone

moment, then gave a short nod. "We'll rotate. I'll

I didn't argue.

toward the door. "I'll tell the kitchen to send something up in case she wakes hungry," I said, and then left

the hallway, I stopped a staff member and asked her to prepare a meal for Anita. Then, I headed back to my room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, my thoughts drifted—straight to Olivia and

lips against hers. I loved hearing her moans. Fuck, I loved the feel of my fingers inside her. And when she moaned my name? It was

my face with my