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."

do I do? Tell me what

hard. "You keep doing what you’ve been doing. Your blood is

His skin was still pale, but beneath my

back to me," I whispered.

she said. "But the

"You sound as if you know what

have no idea, but all I know is that a price will be

one

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

"Lennox!"

was Sir Damon and Lady Fiona, Lennox’s parents. Their faces were pale, their expressions a

straight to the bed, her trembling hands hovering over Lennox’s still body. "My boy..." she whispered, her voice

to give her space. "He’s... he’s fighting to

"Why is she here?" His voice

flinch. "Because without me, your son would already

appeared at the doorway then,

muttered under his breath. His tone carried

tight. "What are you doing here?" he asked coldly. "You shouldn’t be here

turned sharply to face them, her voice rising. "We are still your

Levi scoffed quietly. "Interesting."

to come back the moment we heard of Lennox’s condition, and until he is fine,

noticed Louis and Levi glaring at him. They wanted to kick against his decision, but out of

Lennox’s hair, was now sobbing, whispering, "What happened? What went wrong?" but no one answered her. The room

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