Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 109: In His Unconscious State

Olivia's POV

For another few minutes, the healer attended to Lennox, and after she was satisfied with his condition, she nodded and got to her feet. "He's fine, but it'll take a few hours for him to wake. I still recommend someone stays with him in case he wakes up."

"I will stay with him," Anita said immediately, stealing the words right out of my mouth. I wanted to say it. I wanted to stay with him. Despite everything, despite our strained relationship. I couldn't return to my room and feel at ease knowing he was still unconscious.

"No, Anita, you can't watch over Lennox. You are sick," Louis refused immediately.

Anita frowned and shook her head. "I can manage… I really want to stay with him. It is my duty…" she tried arguing, but I cut her off with a scoff.

"Your duty?" I asked, arching a brow, my hands still intertwined with Lennox's. "Last time I checked, Anita, you are just a concubine. And I?" I smirked. "I'm his wife. His mate. If anyone stays, it's going to be me. So I advise you to go back to your room, Anita. You're still unwell—according to you."

A deep frown spread across Anita's face as she glared at me. If looks could kill, I'd already be dead—but I didn't care. I turned to Levi and Louis, who stood at the edge of the bed. "You both can leave. I'll attend to him. After all, it is my duty as his wife," I said firmly, leaving no room for argument.

Levi and Louis exchanged a glance before both of them nodded in agreement.

As they reluctantly turned to leave, Anita's voice rang out sharply, halting them in their tracks.

"You can't let her stay!" she snapped, her eyes filled with disbelief. "She hates Lennox— he hates her too! What if she tries to kill him in his sleep?"

The room fell into stunned silence.

I turned my head slowly, narrowing my eyes at her. "You know you could be persecuted for saying this?" I warned.

"Damn you," she hissed, her voice trembling with anger. "Lennox will not be happy waking to see you."

"And yet," I cut her off coldly, "he woke up calling for me, not you."

Her face paled, her lips parting as if to argue, but no words came.

I continued, my voice low but filled with anger, "I wouldn't be here. Hell, I'd be in

to Levi and Louis, desperation in her eyes. "You're really going to

His mate. That means

added gently. "You're still recovering.

closed it again, a tremble running through her. Her eyes glistened with tears, but she said nothing

Lennox, brushing a strand of hair

I'm supposed to hate

supposed to walk away. But here I

need anything or if he wakes, just reach out through the mind link,"

the room, leaving me alone with Lennox. Silence enveloped the

should let go. Slowly, I tried to move my hand away from his, but even in his unconscious state, Lennox's fingers tightened around mine, as if refusing to let

I froze.

blooming deep inside. Why did that small gesture

hand gently brushing his hair back. I watched him in silence, studying his face— the

Still breathtaking. And I hated that I still found

gave me every reason to. You broke me, Lennox… over and

lump forming in my throat, blinking

ground, bleeding, unconscious… I thought you were going to die. I've never been so scared in my life." My voice cracked on the last word, and I bit my bottom lip hard to stop

should've walked away. Should've let someone else care. But I couldn't. Because even when I try to hate you…

down at our hands again, his fingers still wrapped around mine. It was infuriating. And comforting.

my forehead gently against the back of his hand. "Just wake up," I whispered. "Please… just

suddenly, a

audible. So soft I thought

eyes narrowing on his face. His brows twitched. His lips moved… and then again. Mumbled, broken words falling from

I

The melody.

caught

beats fast…

My breath hitched.