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."

cold floor, my back against the wall, my chest heavy. "You think I don’t know that? I hate myself for what we did. For what I did. I keep telling myself it was the

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

empty laugh. "If he

guilt flickering in his eyes. "He will. He has

The only sound was the faint echo of wind against

words broke the silence again. "She still loves us," he whispered, almost like he was trying to

breath, staring at my bleeding hand. "Yeah," I said quietly. "But not the

frowned. "You

do. You saw the way she looked at me, Louis. Like I was something she had to protect him from. That kind

sighed and sat beside me, his back against the same wall. "She’s angry, Levi. Angry, hurt, confused. You can’t blame

face him slowly. "I’m not blaming her. I’m blaming us. We

silent, his

eyes. "You know what’s funny? We’ve fought rogues, warlocks, vampires—but none of

softened.

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

He just stared ahead, his

only with the faint echo of

whispered, "You know what scares

turned my

she’s right," he said. "That if this jealousy doesn’t die, it’ll eat us alive.

staring at the blood dripping slowly from my knuckles. "I feel things will

toward me sharply. "Don’t say

We turned her

jaw. "The kind that love her enough to

at him, tired 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

hear that?"

nodded, already on his

We rushed back inside.

his fingers, and I noticed they twitched faintly on the

to me, eyes