Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 180

Chapter 180: His Illness

Olivia’s POV

"Levi!" I called out in panic, dropping to my knees as his body slumped into me. "Levi, wake up!"

But he didn’t move. He felt ice-cold and terrifyingly still. Something in me cracked. I pressed my hand against his chest, trying to feel his heartbeat—faint, but there.

I placed my palm firmly, trying to do something, anything—maybe unleash my ability—but nothing was working.

Footsteps pounded behind me.

"Alpha!" a guard shouted. "Is everything alright?"

"No, get help!" I snapped. "He needs a healer—now!"

But before the guard could even react, two familiar scents hit me. Lennox and Louis appeared from the darkness, worry carved into their faces.

"What the hell happened?" Louis asked, eyes narrowing as he dropped beside me.

"I—I don’t know," I stammered. "He just collapsed. I tried to stop him—he said he was fine—he lied."

Lennox’s jaw tightened, and for a split second, his expression wasn’t surprised. It was... grim. Like he had expected this.

"Get the healer," Lennox barked at the guards, his voice sharp with Alpha command. "Now."

Two of them shifted into their wolves and bolted off without hesitation.

Lennox knelt and effortlessly lifted Levi into his arms like he weighed nothing. "Come," he said, already moving. "We need to get him back to his room."

I scrambled to my feet and followed them closely, my heart racing with every step. The walk back felt endless, but finally, we reached Levi’s room.

Lennox laid him down carefully on the bed, adjusting his head on the pillow. I hovered at the edge of the mattress, unsure, afraid, watching Levi’s pale face like it might disappear.

Louis moved to the drawer, rifled through it, and pulled out a small glass vial. He uncorked it and held it to Levi’s nose.

A sharp, herbal smell hit the air.

Levi didn’t move.

"What is that?" I asked quickly.

"Stimroot extract," Louis replied, still watching Levi. "Supposed to wake him. It usually works."

That single word made the panic inside

deepened. "What’s happening to

felt too

and leaned back against the wall. "He

blinked. "What

quieter. "It’s called Lunar Respiris. A rare magical illness. It runs in our lineage. Our grandfather had it. Our father didn’t. Neither did we. But Levi... he

it do?"

responding. Like they forget how to breathe. It comes with warnings and signs. Sometimes once a year.

at Levi’s chest. His breath

I was hearing. "He just... stops breathing? Just like

when that happens, it’s like his

My breath caught.

"You’re lying."

said evenly. "He didn’t want you to find out. He thought you’d feel pitiful for

blinked, shaking my head. "But... he was fine.

softer now. "He’s been hiding it for

I couldn’t breathe.

years... and

I whispered again, almost to myself.

my gaze. There was sadness in his

said slowly, "he didn’t want you to see him differently. He didn’t want you to pity him. He wanted to stay Levi—the strong one. The

It doesn’t

frowned, eyes flicking between them.

his chest, dizziness, this subtle shake in his hands. You probably never noticed, but he did. Whenever that happened, he’d glance at us.

what?" I asked,

Or ease himself. Or just—walk. We’d follow quietly. Make sure he took the cork

Levi, a memory flashing through

too hard. I always thought he

didn’t work?" I asked slowly, a knot tightening in my

breath. "If he fainted before he could take it...

I was never

catch

throat burned. I sank down beside the bed, my fingers curling

this feeling of worry and pain in my heart, but I

His breathing was slow... but it was

hadn’t followed him?" I whispered. "What if I

you," Lennox said firmly. "Thank you

opened, and

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