Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 463: Coming Back

Levi’s POV

I didn’t stop walking until I was outside.

The door slammed shut behind me, but her words still rang in my head over and over, like knives cutting through me.

"Right now, I’m scared to even leave him alone with you."

I staggered to the hallway wall and pressed a hand against it, trying to breathe. But the air felt too heavy, too thick.

Louis came out a moment later, quiet as always. He didn’t say anything at first. He just stood beside me, watching the floor like he didn’t know how to start.

"She didn’t mean it," he said finally, his voice low as if trying to comfort me.

I let out a short, bitter laugh. "Didn’t she?"

He looked at me, frowning. "You know she’s hurting. You can’t take everything she says right now—"

"I can’t?" I cut him off, turning toward him. "Louis, she said she’s scared of us. Scared we’d kill our own brother!"

The words came out rough, and my throat burned. I dragged my hands through my hair, pacing the hall. "What kind of monster does she think I am?"

Louis didn’t answer. Maybe because he didn’t know either.

I punched the wall hard enough to make my knuckles split. "I did everything to save her, Louis. Everything! And now she looks at me like I’m the enemy."

"She’s not thinking clearly," Louis said quietly, stepping closer. "You know how strong their bond was."

I shook my head, tears stinging my eyes. "That’s the thing, isn’t it? It’s always been their bond. Even when she was with us, it was like there was this invisible wall, something we could never touch."

Louis’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t disagree.

"I thought I could handle it," I said, my voice breaking. "I thought I could live with being the one she turns to second. But hearing her say it—hearing her choose him even when he’s half-dead—it’s..." I swallowed hard. "It’s like dying without ever being allowed to die."

Louis looked down, his fists clenched at his sides. "We made this mess, Levi. We broke the bond. We can’t expect her to forgive us overnight."

think I don’t know that? I hate myself for what we did. For what I did. I keep telling myself it was the only way to save her, but every time I look at her face, I wonder if maybe we

beside me, his tone soft. "She’ll come around. When Lennox wakes up,

empty laugh. "If

in his eyes. "He will. He has

in silence. The only

again. "She still loves us," he whispered, almost like he was trying to convince himself more

bleeding hand. "Yeah," I said quietly. "But not the

"You

Like I was something she had to protect him from.

wall. "She’s angry, Levi. Angry, hurt, confused.

blaming her. I’m blaming us.

stayed silent, his jaw

know what’s funny? We’ve fought rogues, warlocks, vampires—but none of that hurt as much as hearing her say

softened. "We’ll

my voice cracking. "Even if Lennox wakes up, even if she forgives

He just stared ahead,

only with the faint echo of

Louis whispered, "You know what scares

turned my

jealousy doesn’t die, it’ll eat us alive. And when

dripping slowly from my knuckles. "I feel things will never be

toward me sharply.

"Why not? We tore apart a sacred bond. We turned her grief into

kind that love

and bitter. "Then maybe love isn’t

opened his mouth to respond but stopped when a sudden gasp from Olivia reached

We both froze.

from

you hear that?" I

already on his

We rushed back inside.

Lennox’s room, my eyes fell on his fingers, and I noticed they twitched faintly on

to me, eyes