Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 179: In The Garden

Olivia’s POV

I frowned and stepped closer to where he lay. "I was just taking a walk," I murmured, lowering myself onto the grass. I didn’t know why I sat—when I should’ve kept walking.

His gaze lingered on me. "You always come here when you’re overthinking."

I frowned. He still knew me—too well. Even after everything.

"I could say the same about you," I replied softly, folding my arms. "Why are you out here? What’s got you tossing and turning?"

Levi looked back up at the stars, sighing through his nose. "Just... stuff. Couldn’t stay in that room. Too many memories."

The silence stretched between us, not uncomfortable, just... heavy.

Not able to endure it anymore, I stood up to leave, but Levi spoke. "Please stay," he pleaded.

I looked at Levi for a long moment.

His eyes were still closed, facing the sky, but his voice... it shook something deep inside me.

"I’m running mad... please just stay."

My chest tightened. I felt it—the bond pulling at me, gently but strong. My wolf whined inside me, begging me not to walk away. And then I felt it.

His pain.

It was quiet, buried deep, but real. Like a slow, heavy weight pressing down on him. His energy felt dim, like a candle struggling to stay lit.

I didn’t understand how, but I knew it—he was draining. Like he had nothing left in him.

Without thinking, I walked back and sat beside him again, closer this time. I didn’t speak. I didn’t need to.

He didn’t look at me. Just whispered, "Thank you."

We sat there in silence, the grass cool beneath us, the moonlight soft and silver. The air smelled like flowers and earth, and for a moment, I let myself breathe him in.

Then Levi spoke again, his voice low, almost like he was talking to himself.

"Do you remember your twelfth birthday?"

I turned my head slightly, frowning. "Of course I do. I wished for something impossible that day."

He chuckled softly, but there was no real joy in it. It was a bitter sound. "You looked up at the sky with those big, dreamy eyes and said, ’I wish the triplets would give me one of the stars.’"

I blinked, surprised he remembered that.

the stars. "You didn’t want gifts or parties. You just wanted us to give

was a kid. I

there was something wild and haunted in

"What

to give it to you," he said, his voice quieter now. "We were seventeen, and so damn stupid and in love with you. We actually

caught.

He gave another bitter laugh and dragged a hand through his messy hair. "She looked at us like we were mad.

didn’t know what to say. My heart was pounding now, and part of me didn’t want to believe him. But the look in his eyes said it was

that?" I

You asked for a real star, and we would’ve burned the

looked away, my throat tight, emotions bubbling too close to the surface. No! Don’t feel

this.

after what they

the walls I spent years building. And that was

shaking my

my heart

Neither did the bond.

let out a quiet breath beside me, like he could feel my inner fight. Maybe he could. That was the curse

and Gabriel seeing each other

wondered what kind of wolf asks his mate—his wife—if she’s seeing

at me. He just kept his eyes on the

responding. "Do you

quiet for a second

dry laugh, he said, "No. Do I even

expected. Not because they were sharp, but because they were so...

brushing grass from his pants, not

he muttered, voice distant. "Goodnight,

Slow steps, shoulders low, like the night itself was too heavy on his

head toward

But he didn’t.

path that led to the house and

up straighter, unsure at first

But no.

wasn’t heading back into

Let him go. Let him do

But I didn’t move.

gate creaked

enough to shove panic into my chest. A

was he going? Why

out of it, I stood

in the night air. I saw him just ahead, walking into the woods, his