Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 235: A message

Lennox’s POV

"Lennox... son... wake up."

I felt a gentle tap on my arm, and my eyes slowly fluttered open. At first, everything was blurry, but then I saw her—an old woman sitting at the edge of my bed. I blinked hard, confused... until her face became clearer. My heart jumped.

"Great-grandmother?" I whispered, staring at her in shock.

A warm smile spread across her face, that same smile I had always remembered.

"Yes, it’s me, Nox," she said, using the nickname she always called me when I was little.

I wanted to smile back... but something didn’t feel right. She had died. I was only ten years old when we buried her. The last time I saw her was after her funeral—when I cried myself to sleep holding her scarf.

So why was I seeing her now?

Almost like she read my mind, she reached out and gently patted my hand.

"Don’t worry, sweetheart. This is a dream. Just a dream."

I let out a slow breath and nodded. Somehow, her touch still felt real.

"But... why are you here?" I asked quietly. "Why now?"

Her eyes softened. "Because you’re about to discover something," she said gently. "Something important."

"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice tense.

She looked down for a moment, then back at me. "Something is coming, Lennox. Something that will shake you and your brothers. It will hurt... it will break you for a while."

hard, dreading her next

It’s part of your destiny. Everything you’re going to find out—was always written for

deeply. "What is it? Tell me

"You’ll find out

my chest tighten. But deep down, I knew I couldn’t force more from her. So instead, I looked at her... really looked at her. And the emotion hit me all at

I whispered, my voice cracking. "If you were still here, maybe...

up and brushed my cheek with her thumb. "It was time for me to go, Nox. I lived a full and fulfilled life. And where I am now... I’m

eyes, trying

hi," she added

cheek, and I quickly wiped it away. I hadn’t heard his name in years. I could almost see his face

him too," I

said gently. "But

Take care of your brothers.

blinked again, and just like

called out, reaching for her. But she

And I woke up.

the time—3 a.m. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I pushed myself out of bed. My chest felt tight. I couldn’t sit still, not after that dream. Not

she mean? Something that would shake us? Something

hand through my hair. My great-grandmother hadn’t appeared to me since her funeral. I was just a boy

kept racing in my head, twisting and turning, refusing to settle. Before I knew it, the dark sky outside had begun to lighten. Dawn was here.

outside. The morning was cold, quiet... but not silent. People were already moving around the

stop to respond to the greetings. My feet just moved on their own... carrying me to the only place I could think of:

far. Just behind the eastern woods—built long ago for royal bloodlines. I walked past rows of familiar names. Uncles. Aunts. Alphas. Betas. Warriors. And then I found

Hailee. Her stone was elegant and simple, just like she had

throat. Then... I noticed something else. A fresh grave. Already dug. The soil piled beside

Olivia Parker.