Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 461: What’s Next

Olivia’s POV

Levi’s hand closed around my arm, firm and trembling. He pulled me to face him, his eyes dark with worry and exhaustion.

"Olivia," he said quietly, his voice low but edged with frustration. "What did you do?"

His tone struck something inside me, that same mix of guilt and fury I’d been holding back.

I yanked my arm free, glaring at him through tears. "Why do you sound like that? Like you’re afraid of what I might do instead of hoping it works? Sometimes I feel like you don’t even want him back!"

The words came out before I could stop them, and I hated myself for it.

Levi froze. The look on his face shattered me instantly—a flicker of disbelief, then pain. His jaw clenched, his voice breaking. "How can you say that?"

For a heartbeat, guilt stabbed through my chest. I hadn’t meant it, not like that. But the pain inside me was too raw to take it back.

"I didn’t mean—" I started, my voice softening, but it didn’t matter. The damage was already done.

Levi stepped back slightly, shaking his head. "Everything we did, every choice we made, Olivia, was to save you. And now you think we don’t want our brother back?"

Louis stepped closer, his tone gentler. "He’s right. You think we don’t miss him too? You think we sleep easy knowing what we did?"

I looked between them, my throat tight. "I’m sorry," I whispered.

A moment of awkward silence hung in the air before I added, "I have a plan."

Levi frowned, his brows furrowing. "What are you talking about?"

with the witch. The one who helped me bring my mother

Louis’s eyes widened. "Olivia—"

I cut in quickly. "She told me what to do. It’s

voice dropped, rough with disbelief. "You went back to

a way to wake

a long moment, his chest rising and falling slowly. Then he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "If this witch

guard. I blinked at him.

If it gives us a chance to get him back, I’ll

moment, something softened between us, but it didn’t

again, heavy with something else. "But, Olivia," his voice

stared at him—at both of them—for what

shaking, "that when Lennox wakes up, the mate bond wakes with him. Because if it

at them one last time. "You won’t only have me to answer to; you’ll

Neither of them spoke.

steady even though my heart felt like it was tearing apart. "Until

with that, I

morning dew clung to the air, and the early breeze

fountain. My chest still felt heavy, my eyes stinging

there was only silence until I felt a presence

frowned before even turning. "Frederick,"

The faintest trace of a smirk touched his lips.

said flatly. "You have a way of

lowly, not denying it. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The sound of running water filled the stillness.

on the garden ahead, far too calm for someone like him.

caught me off guard. My brows lifted