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."

word made

"What’s happening

in the room felt too still—like

sighed and leaned back against the wall. "He has a condition. It started

blinked. "What kind

lineage. Our grandfather had it. Our father didn’t. Neither

it

me, his voice tight. "Sometimes, his lungs just stop responding. Like they forget how to breathe. It comes with

chest. His breath was slowing

what I was hearing. "He just... stops

Louis said. "And when that happens,

My breath caught.

"You’re lying."

to

my head. "But... he was

now. "He’s been hiding

I couldn’t breathe.

and I never

whispered again, almost to myself. "Why not tell

There was

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

it since we turned twelve. It doesn’t happen often. But

frowned, eyes flicking between them. "What do

back of his neck. "He figured out the early signs—tightness in his chest, dizziness, this subtle shake in his hands. You probably never noticed, but he did. Whenever that happened, he’d glance at us. That was

I asked, worried

he needed to get water. Or ease himself. Or just—walk. We’d

stared at Levi, a memory flashing through

vanish after laughing too hard. I always thought he just

it didn’t work?" I asked slowly,

"If he fainted before he could take it... we’d catch him.

I was never told?" My

tight. "You weren’t supposed to know. He made us swear. He’d wake up, catch his breath, and be back beside you like nothing happened. Sometimes you didn’t even

down beside the bed, my

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

Levi’s face again. His breathing was slow... but it was there. His chest

followed him?" I whispered. "What if I had let him

you," Lennox said firmly. "Thank

opened,

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