Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 225: It’s Her

Levi’s POV

"No... No," I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. "This can’t be true."

My hands trembled at my sides. My heart was racing, pounding so hard it felt like it would burst. My mind was spinning, refusing to accept what I had just heard.

Olivia... dead?

Just like that?

Gone?

I took a step back, like I could physically escape the truth. But it clung to me—cold, heavy, suffocating.

The Seer’s gaze met mine, her eyes swimming with pity. "I’m sorry, Alpha Levi," she said softly. "But this was bound to happen. It was the prophecy. If she left the Snow Moon Pack, she would die... and Olivia did not harken to it."

"I should have stopped her," I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice.

I shook my head violently. "No. No! You’re wrong. Prophecies can change—she can’t be dead! There has to be another way—she can’t be gone!"

Louis’s hand gripped my arm, but it couldn’t comfort me. It only reminded me that this was real. That body was hers.

But my heart still refused to believe it.

Lennox’s voice broke the heavy silence.

"Who did this?" he growled, stepping forward. His eyes were burning with rage, his voice sharp with anger. "Tell me who did this to her!"

The Seer didn’t flinch. She nodded slowly and turned to the door.

"Come inside," she said. "There’s only one way to try and see."

We followed her in silence into the small, dimly lit cottage. The air inside was thick with herbs and smoke. The smell of sage and something sharp burned in my nostrils.

The Seer moved to the center of the room, where a stone bowl sat on a table. She lit a small flame beneath it, tossing in strange powders, roots, and dried leaves. She chanted softly under her breath, words I couldn’t understand.

The flames danced higher, then turned a deep blue.

She leaned over the bowl, eyes closed, and whispered something again.

We waited.

Then she opened her eyes and gasped.

is it?" Lennox barked impatiently. "What do you

slowly. "It’s... not clear," she said. "Someone cloaked their presence. Someone

stepping closer.

voice but didn’t back down. "It was one of your enemies... someone who carries deep hatred. But I can’t see who. Their identity is hidden behind a veil

My blood ran cold.

saying someone

she answered quietly. "And not just to kill her, but to hurt you.

jagged hole forming. Where I stood, my legs

in denial, while Louis held me up. But I could feel his

to kill Gabriel,"

Seer shook her head. "No," she said

tracks and turned sharply

stay. He may be many things, but when it comes to Olivia, his heart was sincere. He loved her. Just like you did. Just

"But Olivia was stubborn. She refused to listen. She didn’t listen to Gabriel. She didn’t listen

chest

don’t care what any of you say," he said, voice low, trembling with a mix of rage and heartbreak. "That body... that’s not her. It can’t be

denial," she said gently. "You know it’s her, but your heart can’t handle it. That’s why your soul keeps rejecting it. Because you can’t

eyes filled

muttered, backing away.

us, and walked out of the cottage, slamming the door

that

strength to stand on my own. Louis finally let go, sensing I had steadied a

Seer, my voice barely more than a whisper. "Please... keep looking. Find out who did this. We need

gave a small nod. "I will

another word, I turned and

wolf stood there, muscles tense, chest rising with wild breath. Then—without a sound—he took off, sprinting

out, but

of us reading

not thinking straight," I

hurt himself,"

follow him," I said

shifted into our wolves and ran after him, leaving the car behind. Our paws pounded the ground as we followed

the

on a stretcher, and pack members

shifted back to his human form. He was naked, on his knees, holding her body tightly in his arms. He

forth. "Olivia... please," he

and ran to him.

He just held her, his head resting on her chest like he hoped to

But none of us responded;

and murmurs from the pack