Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 306: Awake

Olivia’s POV

The seer stood across from me, her worried eyes fixed on mine. "Are you ready?" she asked for the last time.

"Yes," I breathed. "I’m ready."

She nodded once, her expression unreadable, then motioned for me to kneel beside the bed. My mother lay there, still as stone, her body pale and thin from ten years of being trapped in this cursed sleep. My hands trembled as I reached for hers.

"She’s been gone for a long time," the seer reminded me softly. "To call her back will take more than magic—it will take your spirit. Do you understand?"

"I understand," I whispered, my throat tight.

The seer began chanting in a low, rhythmic voice. Candles flickered, shadows dancing across the walls. A silver circle surrounded the bed, the runes glowing faintly as if waking from a long slumber.

"Place your palms over her heart," the seer instructed.

I did as told, pressing both hands gently against my mother’s chest. Her skin was cold, but under it, I imagined the faintest thrum of life—like a dying ember waiting to be fanned into flame.

"Call to her," the seer urged.

I closed my eyes, letting tears slip down my cheeks. Mama... it’s me. Please come back. I need you.

Heat began to build under my palms, slow at first, then stronger. My wolf stirred inside me, lending me strength. A golden glow spread from my hands, sinking into my mother’s body.

The seer’s voice rose, the ancient words flowing like a river. The glow deepened, brightening until it filled the circle with light. My body ached, my heart pounding painfully in my chest.

Her lips parted slightly.

"Mama?" I whispered, my voice trembling.

Her fingers twitched against mine. Her eyelids fluttered, just for a moment.

"She hears you," the seer said urgently. "Push harder!"

Pain lanced through me as I poured every drop of my energy into her. The light from my hands pulsed faster, stronger—until it felt like the air itself was vibrating. My breathing grew ragged, my vision blurring.

Then—

A gasp.

chest rose sharply, and her eyes snapped

freely as I leaned closer. "It’s me,

blinked up at me, her lips trembling as if trying to form words. The seer’s voice softened. "She’s back... but

She stared at me as if she was seeing a ghost, but even in

you

on her own..." the seer advised

my gaze still on her. My mother’s gaze drifted past me, scanning the room before settling on the seer. Her brows furrowed, puzzled, then

recognize me. Then her gaze returned to mine, and a soft, weary

whispered, her voice

I nodded and took her hands

me... your daughter...

looked exactly like mine, lit up with a soft glow as tears gradually gathered in them. Her lips trembled, and then, with a sudden burst

around me, pulling me

finally... meet you," she whispered against my ear, her voice shaking with

I broke. Completely.

in her shoulder, inhaling the faint scent of her skin that

I choked out, clutching her

with a hunger only a mother could have after being

murmured, her voice breaking. "I thought... I’d never get the chance

back just enough to look into her teary eyes. "And I’m

standing quietly nearby, gave us a small, relieved smile. "Let her rest

holding my

around as though searching for something or

she asked, her

right outside," I answered quickly.

nodded quickly. "Yes... please call

hands a reassuring squeeze before standing. "I’ll call

wall, his arms folded, eyes closed like he’d been holding his breath this whole time. When

to see you," I

lips parted, but no sound came out. Then, with slow, almost cautious steps, he walked past