Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 117: Angry Lennox

Louis's POV

Through the healer's incantations, Olivia was forced to sleep. With an aching heart, I watched her peacefully sleeping while the healer turned to us. "She will be asleep for a few hours," he announced.

My frown deepened, my eyes still on her. "If she wakes up, is there a possibility that she will remember us… remember everything?" I asked with unease.

The healer gave us a look that already told me the chances were slim.

Finally, He shook his head. "Sorry, Alphas, but in most cases, it takes at least a week for the patient to regain her original memories, and in some cases, it lasts longer, like months or even years," he said, dropping the bombshell that sank into my heart.

"This is unbelievable!" Lennox spat, and in anger, he stormed out of Olivia's room. Levi and I exchanged guilty glances. We knew we had messed up; in fact, I could see the regret in his eyes.

"Alphas, I beg to take my leave. I will come to check tomorrow," the healer said before bowing and walking away.

My eyes settled back on Olivia, and I could feel my wolf howling in pain, urging me to get closer to her, but I held myself back and stood silently there in agony.

After a few more minutes of silence, Levi walked toward the door. "I need to check on Lennox," he said quietly.

"I'll come with you," I replied, moving over to the door. I looked at Olivia one more time before we left the room.

The hallway was quiet, the kind of silence that made everything feel heavier. When we reached Lennox's room, we could already hear the sound of glass breaking inside. Levi and I glanced at each other before he knocked.

No answer.

We usually don't knock on each other's doors, but today Levi thought it wise to do so.

He knocked again. "Lennox?"

Still nothing.

Levi pushed the door open. Inside, Lennox was standing near the small bar, an empty bottle of whiskey in his hand. The floor was littered with broken glass, and another bottle flew past

Lennox shouted, his eyes red with anger and pain.

but

now!" he roared. "You were supposed to notice

"Now look at her! She doesn't even remember who she is… who we

heart clenched. I had no

think watching her look at me like I'm a stranger didn't kill me?" Levi said, his voice shaking with pain and regret. "You think it didn't break me when she flinched

we didn't mean for this

yelled. "Because

pray," he said, his voice cold now. "Pray to the Moon Goddess or whatever power you believe

again, his eyes hard. "Because if she

Neither did I. We just

another bottle from the bar. His hands were shaking, his shoulders tense like he was barely holding himself

silence between us

as broken as I felt,

three of us, it was always Lennox who was the most possessive over Olivia. Not in a controlling way, but in a protective, almost fierce kind of love. Like he was willing to burn the

were younger, he was always

when Olivia was just twelve. We were playing in the gardens—she was chasing me around, laughing so hard she could barely

didn't see the stone in her

knees and palms so badly that blood started trickling down. Her laughter turned into a

before I could even help her up,

the hell did you run that fast, Louis?" he barked at me. "She's

"I-I didn't mean to—"