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.

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 us, smashing

and pain. "I don't

Levi tried, but Lennox cut

You don't get to talk right now!" he roared. "You

voice cracked as he pointed at us. "Now look at her! She doesn't even remember who

heart clenched. I had no

look at me like I'm a stranger didn't kill me?" Levi said, his voice shaking with pain and regret. "You

we didn't mean for this to happen—"

it did!" he yelled. "Because of

cold now.

his eyes hard. "Because if she doesn't… I swear

anything. Neither did I. We just stood there, knowing Lennox meant what

us and grabbed another bottle from the bar. His hands were shaking, his shoulders tense like he

silence between us

broken as I

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

younger,

remember one time when Olivia was just twelve. We were playing in the gardens—she was chasing me around, laughing

didn't see the stone in

and palms so badly that blood started trickling down. Her

to her, panicking. But before I could even help her up, Lennox was already there—faster

with rage. "Why the hell did you run

"I-I didn't mean to—"