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

Louis’s eyes widened. "Olivia—"

me what to do. It’s risky, yes, but it will

rough with disbelief.

to wake him. It’ll take seven nights. My blood. My

was quiet for a long moment, his chest rising and falling slowly. Then he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "If this witch really helped you before, then

guard. I blinked at him. "You

gives us a chance

a brief moment, something softened

gaze met mine again, heavy with something else. "But, Olivia," his voice trembled, "can you ever forgive us? For

at him—at both of them—for what

slow step back. "Pray," I said quietly, my voice shaking, "that when Lennox wakes up, the mate bond wakes with him. Because if it

eyes burned as I looked at them one last time. "You won’t

Neither of them spoke.

turned toward the door, forcing my voice steady even though my heart felt like

I

quiet when I stepped outside. The soft scent of morning

onto the stone bench near the fountain. My chest

a while, there was only silence until I

even

around and sat beside me, his usual calm expression unreadable. The faintest trace

flatly. "You have a way of ruining quiet

it. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The sound of running water filled the stillness.

the garden ahead, far too calm for someone like him. "Selene," he said suddenly. "I

off guard. My brows lifted slightly. "You