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.

not clear," she said.

stepping closer.

but didn’t back down. "It was one of your enemies... someone who carries deep hatred. But

My blood ran cold.

saying someone killed her

"And not just to kill her, but to hurt you. They knew how

out a strangled sound and slammed his fist into the wall. The wood splintered, a jagged hole forming. Where I stood, my legs

around, shaking his head in denial, while Louis held me up. But I could feel his pain through every trembling breath he

going to kill

her head. "No," she said calmly. "Gabriel

stopped in his tracks and

she continued. "If anything, he begged her to stay. He may be many things, but when it comes to Olivia, his heart

Olivia was stubborn. She refused to listen. She didn’t listen to Gabriel. She didn’t listen to the prophecy. She

chest rising and

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

but your heart can’t handle it. That’s why your soul keeps rejecting

eyes filled

he muttered, backing away. "I won’t believe she’s

he turned, stormed past us, and walked out of the cottage, slamming the door

silence that followed

strength to stand on my own. Louis finally

than a whisper. "Please... keep looking. Find out who did this. We

gave a small nod. "I will

turned and left

got outside and found Lennox already shifting into his wolf form. His massive dark wolf stood there, muscles tense, chest rising with wild

but

both of us reading

thinking

himself," Louis

I

the car behind. Our paws pounded the ground as we followed his scent through the forest.

the

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

and forth. "Olivia... please," he whispered, "This can’t be

and ran to him. We stood beside

just held her, his head resting on her chest like he hoped to hear her heart beating

and Father asked, "What happened?" But none of us responded;

from the pack members, and