Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 175: What I Felt

Olivia’s POV

"Why are they not up yet?" Sir Damon asked, his worry so obvious in his voice.

The healers didn’t respond as they kept doing their incantations.

Where I stood beside the door, I felt guilty and worried. You can’t blame me... I once loved them. Loved? No... that word felt too weak. I adored them. Cherished them. I worshipped the ground they walked on.

And now they were lying there in such a state because of my action.

My wolf whimpered deep inside me. She was scared, just like me. I swallowed hard, trying to push the fear away, but it was growing stronger by the second.

"What the fuck is the problem!" Sir Damon suddenly shouted, stepping closer. "Why is none of them responding yet?!"

His voice cracked with panic. I understood why. These were his only sons. And now all three were in danger.

One of the healers finally spoke, her voice filled with worry.

"It’s the bond," she said. "The emotional connection between them and Luna Olivia. It’s strong... and what she did—making out with another wolf—caused them a deep pain. A pain their wolves didn’t know how to handle."

I felt my heart drop.

Lady Fiona looked at me, really looked. Her eyes were full of sadness, maybe disappointment, but she didn’t say anything. She turned her gaze back to the triplets.

Sir Damon didn’t speak either. He clenched his jaw, staring at his sons like he was begging them to wake up.

Another healer spoke, worry all over her face.

"If they don’t wake up soon... we’ll have to move them to the Sanctuary."

My brows pulled together. "The Sanctuary?"

"It’s a sacred place," she explained softly. "For wolves with deep or dangerous conditions. Illnesses that normal healing can’t fix. There... some rituals are performed. But not everyone comes back the same."

A chill ran through me.

"No," I whispered, barely able to breathe. Not the Sanctuary. Anything but that.

I looked at the triplets again—my heart aching. This wasn’t what I wanted. Not like this. I never wanted to hurt them this far.

My wolf stirred inside me, her voice soft and unsure. "Try... try to use your healing ability... maybe we can help."

trembled a little as I looked down at them. I hadn’t used that side of me since two days ago. I didn’t even know if it would work... but I had to try. Because if anything happens to them, I won’t be able to live with

the room. Everyone was so tense, so focused

couldn’t know. No one could know about this ability—not yet. I didn’t even fully understand it myself. It was something I kept

stood near the wall, I slowly closed my eyes.

reached for them—not with my hands,

my wolf whispered.

thread that still tied me to them. I didn’t know what I was doing exactly. I didn’t have a guide or a spell. Just feeling. Just

there

Just darkness.

Confusion.

Doubt crept in.

What if I

smiles, their laughter, the memories we once shared. I focused on how much I cared, even after everything. I poured that feeling out

And then...

A shift.

Like a flicker of light in

Then stronger.

A spark.

something click into place—and just then, I heard a sharp

from

open, my breath caught in

triplets were staring up at the ceiling, eyes wide, blinking

Lady Fiona’s lips, her hands covering

Damon rushed forward, his eyes full

moved closer, checking their

just stood there, frozen in

It worked.

Somehow... it worked.

if something pulled them toward me, all three of the triplets slowly turned

Our eyes locked.

I froze.

see

But I was wrong.

none

Just... pain.

Lennox said, his voice hoarse but

The room went still.

but Lennox repeated, "Please leave. All of you.

at me, then at her sons, before giving a silent nod to the healers. One by one, everyone filed out of the room, leaving just me...