Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 471: Cheating Death

Olivia’s POV

Today was day five, and honestly, I hadn’t seen much change in Lennox since the last time he called my name. But I was still hopeful. We had two more days left, two more chances to bring him back.

The witch had warned me that the fifth night was always the hardest, the night when the spirit began to struggle between staying and returning. So I sat by Lennox’s bedside, not wanting to leave his side.

His face looked peaceful, too peaceful. It scared me.

"Please, Lennox," I whispered, brushing my fingers across his cheek. "Don’t give up on me now."

The witch began her chants, the same low ancient words that made the air tremble. I closed my eyes, holding his hand tightly, and repeated the same prayer I’d whispered every night: "Find your way back to me."

The room felt warmer at first, then suddenly cold. A strange pull began in my chest, like something inside me was being tugged forward, drawn into a place that wasn’t here.

Before I could speak, everything went dark.

When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t in the room anymore. I was standing in a forest, but it wasn’t real. The air shined like smoke, and the trees looked like shadows of themselves. Everything felt heavy, quiet, lifeless.

"Lennox?" I called out. My voice echoed far into the mist.

Then I saw him.

He was walking ahead of me, barefoot, shirtless, his figure glowing faintly in the dark. But his eyes... they were empty, like he didn’t see me. He kept moving forward, deeper into the mist, toward a strange light in the distance.

"Lennox!" I ran after him, my feet sinking into the cold ground. "Please stop! It’s me, Olivia!"

He didn’t stop. It was like he couldn’t hear me.

I pushed harder, my chest burning as I tried to reach him. But no matter how close I got, he stayed the same distance away. It was like the world itself was keeping us apart.

Then, suddenly, a shadow moved behind him—tall, dark, formless. It reached for him, its hand curling around his shoulder.

"NO!" I screamed, sprinting forward. I tried to grab him, but my hand went right through him like mist.

He turned then, slowly, and for a second, I saw his eyes again—alive, full of confusion. "Olivia?" he whispered.

Before I could answer, the shadow pulled him back, and everything around me shattered like glass.

gasped awake in the real world, my whole body shaking, sweat covering my skin. The witch was still chanting beside me, but she stopped when she

did you see?" she asked softly.

whispered. "But something’s holding him there. Something

the spirit of death, Olivia. We are cheating death itself,

at Lennox’s still face.

ask,

their eyes wide. "Olivia!" Levi called, his voice rough with panic. "What happened? We felt something—your energy—it

there, where he is. But there

expression darkened. "You went there? You entered his

said quietly. "It just pulled me

ran a hand through his hair, his jaw tight. "This has to stop, Olivia.

I snapped. "I can handle

you can’t!" he barked, taking a step closer. His eyes were full of fear, not anger. "You think we don’t see it? Every drop of blood you give him takes a piece of you! If you keep going, you might not make it to day

is strong, but it’s feeding off your life force. If the balance breaks, you’ll die before he

head stubbornly. "I don’t care what it takes. I

trade your life

voice cracked on the last word, and then I noticed

yourself for him," he whispered. "I’ve already lost one brother, Olivia. Don’t make me

us spoke. The room was so quiet, only Lennox’s weak heartbeat and my trembling breath filled

Levi, my chest tightening. "I don’t want to die," I said softly. "But if saving him costs me, then that’s a price I’ll

eyes and turned away, his shoulders shaking. Louis reached for his arm, but he

sat there frozen, still staring at

chest ached. The air felt heavy, thick with guilt and

was calm at first, but I saw the frustration hiding

looked at Lennox for a long moment before turning to me. "You know," he

blinked, not

That’s love, I get it. But what about us? What about me? What

worth more than ours. But we’re all bound together, the same bond, the same pain. If he dies, we lose

of his words pressing

for a moment, then shook his head.

he turned and walked out of the room, his footsteps echoing down the hallway until I couldn’t hear

with Lennox’s still body and the quiet hum

looked down at him, my hands trembling as I wiped away a tear. Maybe Louis was right. Maybe I was blinded by my desperation to bring

Lennox’s chest. His heartbeat was weak but steady. That tiny rhythm was my only