Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 464: Guests

Olivia’s POV

"What’s wrong?" I asked anxiously, my voice trembling. The witch stood over Lennox, her wrinkled hands hovering just above his chest, her eyes glowing faintly with that strange golden light again.

He had moved just moments ago, his fingers twitching, his lips whispering my name. For a heartbeat, I thought he was waking up. But then... nothing. He’d gone completely still again.

Now, watching the witch silently examine him, panic clawed at my chest.

"Why isn’t he moving anymore?" I asked again, louder this time. "He said my name; he spoke! Why would he go still again?"

The witch didn’t answer. Her expression remained unreadable as her fingers traced. I could hear my heart thundering. "Please, talk to me! Is something wrong with him?"

Finally, she exhaled long and tired. "Something is changing," she said quietly.

I blinked. "Changing? What does that mean?"

The witch’s eyes met mine, sharp and serious. "His soul has started to return, but the passage is unstable. The pull between realms isn’t complete yet."

I frowned, stepping closer. "So he’s... stuck?"

"Not stuck," she corrected softly. "Fighting. His spirit is trying to merge with his body again, but there’s resistance."

My heart clenched. "Resistance from what?"

She hesitated, glancing briefly toward the faint glow around Lennox’s chest. "When a soul returns after being disconnected from its bond, it no longer knows which thread to follow. His heart seeks you, but the bond that used to guide him is gone. Without it, he’s wandering between life and something else."

welled in my eyes. "So what do I do?

keep doing what you’ve been doing. Your blood is anchoring

His skin was still pale, but beneath my touch,

back to me," I

air shimmered faintly. "He will wake," she said. "But the question, Olivia..." her voice dropped

to me, and I frowned. "You sound as if you know what will happen. Why don’t you

shook her head. "I have no idea, but all I know is that a price will be paid for the return of his soul. You all should just be

panic and stared at Lennox, wondering what would become of him when he wakes up. But one thing I know is that nothing could be worse

I could ask more, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway. I turned toward the door

"Lennox!"

faces

straight to the bed, her trembling hands hovering over Lennox’s still

give her space. "He’s... he’s fighting to come back," I said

darted to the witch, narrowing immediately. "Why is she here?" His voice was

witch didn’t flinch. "Because without me, your

and Levi appeared at the doorway then, their expressions

Levi muttered under his breath.

crossed his arms, his jaw tight. "What are you doing here?" he

rising. "We are still your parents. No matter

Levi scoffed quietly. "Interesting."

sons. "We had to come back the moment we heard of Lennox’s condition, and until he is fine, we are not

glaring at him. They wanted to kick against his decision, but out of the little respect they

happened? What went wrong?" but no

exhausted, I decided to leave the chaos in Lennox’s room and go take a breath of fresh