Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 454: Use her power again

Olivia’s POV

The moment I reached the door, I didn’t stop to think.

I burst into the room.

The healers turned sharply, startled by the sudden crash of the door. Lennox lay still on the bed, his chest unmoving, his skin pale as marble.

"Move!" I yelled, stumbling forward. "Get away from him!"

"Lady Olivia," one of the healers began, but I shoved past him, falling to my knees beside Lennox. My hands trembled as I pressed them to his chest. His skin was ice-cold. Too cold.

"Lennox," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Please. Please come back to me."

Light flared from my palms. The air thickened with power. My wolf howled inside me, pushing everything I had toward him.

"Olivia, stop!" one of the healers shouted. "You’re draining yourself! Your magic isn’t—"

"I don’t care!" I screamed, tears falling down my face. "He’s my mate!"

The glow around us grew stronger. The windows shook. The ground trembled under my knees. My heart pounded so hard it hurt, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. I poured every ounce of life inside me into him, even when my vision blurred and black spots danced before my eyes.

"Please," I gasped. "Please, Lennox."

The head healer rushed forward, his voice loud and panicked. "She’s channeling too much! If she doesn’t stop, her heart will fail!"

Hands tried to pull me away, but a burst of energy exploded from me, throwing them back. My hair lifted in the air, my eyes glowing gold as power surged violently through me.

I pushed harder, ignoring the pain tearing through my chest. My body was shaking uncontrollably, my nose bleeding, my skin burning.

"Olivia, stop!" the healer begged. "You don’t understand. His condition isn’t something you can fix. That ritual, he shouldn’t have been part of it. It’s not just physical damage. It’s spiritual. You’ll kill yourself trying!"

I didn’t stop.

I whispered, my voice

a blinding burst that filled the room. The healers shielded

limp. My body

me before I hit the

as he held me tightly. "What the hell were

hands,

voice cracking.

weakly. "I can heal him," I whispered, my voice

jaw clenched. "No, you

me up, ignoring the healers’ protests, and stormed out of the room. I felt the rush of air as he carried me down the hall, his grip tight, his steps fast and

open to his

happened?" Louis demanded, standing

bed carefully, his movements gentle but tense. Then

Louis froze. "What?"

through clenched teeth, pacing the room like a storm. "She used her power again,

but

his tone sharp but trembling. "Do you

shook my head weakly.

snapped. "You think he’s the only one who matters? You think we don’t care? You think we don’t feel what you feel?" His voice broke, his fists

"Do you even think about us? About

closed. I couldn’t look at

about dying with him like it’s noble.

through my chest. The truth of his

trembled. "I just couldn’t watch him slip away. I

cheek. "You wouldn’t be the only one losing him," he said quietly. "We’re all breaking, Olivia. But if something happened to

for the first time, I saw it. The

deeper

my voice small.

the bed. "Just don’t ever do that again," he

hand still on mine. "We’ll save him together, but not

my eyes, the tears

argue.