Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 216: Nightmare

Lennox’s POV

"No!" I yelled, jerking up from my sleep. My chest rose and fell in rapid bursts as I fumbled for the light on the nightstand and switched it on. Sweat clung to my forehead, my hands trembling.

My heart wouldn’t stop pounding. The images from the dream wouldn’t leave my head.

Olivia beheaded. Her blood everywhere. Her lifeless, headless body lying in a pool of her own blood. It felt so real, too real. Even now, I could still feel the cold shiver crawling down my spine.

I shut my eyes tightly and tried to mind-link. I reached for her in the only way I thought I still could.

"Olivia..."

But nothing came.

It was blank. Empty. Silent.

As if... she had blocked me.

I clenched my jaw. Maybe she didn’t want us to reach her anymore.

Still shaking, I picked up my phone and dialed her number. It rang once.

Twice.

Three times.

Then it ended.

Not even voicemail.

Instead, a message popped up on my screen.

"What do you want at this time of the night?"

I stared at it.

My chest tightened.

I quickly typed back:

"Please pick up my call. Just for a second."

Her reply came in seconds:

"No. I don’t want anything to do with you or your brothers."

I swallowed hard, my throat dry. My fingers moved quickly as I typed:

"Olivia, please... just be careful. I had a dream about you. Something was wrong—really wrong."

instead of concern, her response hit me like

I’m happy

like that... she

screen went silent. My messages

Blocked.

stared at the last message, my chest aching like someone was tightening a rope around it. I wanted to throw the phone. Scream. Go

had to

her messages didn’t feel

Sure, she was angry.

she hated us right

when she was upset, her words

These texts?

They felt cold. Robotic.

so much together—fought,

And these?

didn’t feel

I shook

Maybe she really does want to

but my chest kept tightening with every second that

Something wasn’t right.

down, I

dream wasn’t

It was a warning.

loud knock

it was, I caught

It was Louis.

sprang up instantly and yanked

his eyes wide with fear. And just behind him, Levi appeared, looking just as worried

dream," Louis said, his voice raw and

added,

ask what kind of dream. I

back into my room, leaving the door open. They

of my bed, while Levi paced slowly near the wall, running a

fear. "There was blood—so much of it. I saw her head...

his voice barely above a whisper. "I saw it too.

swallowed hard and looked down at

had the same

both froze and

own blood. I woke up

"She blocked

I nodded.

She didn’t pick up. Just sent a message telling me

sat up straighter. "What did she

a new life with him," I said