Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 491: Birth

Olivia’s POV

The pain was sharp but brief, replaced almost instantly by a surge of warmth—power flooding through me, fierce and wild. My heartbeat suddenly synced with theirs, steady and strong. I gasped as light seemed to dance behind my eyes, spreading from my neck down to my chest.

The midwife gasped softly. "It’s working," she said. "Her pulse is stabilizing."

Levi and Louis pulled back slowly, their eyes glowing. Their marks shimmered faintly against my skin—two identical crescent shapes burning with soft gold.

I had imagined having their marks again...but not this way.

I barely had time to recover before another contraction hit me, stronger than any before. I screamed, clutching Levi’s hand.

"Push, dear," the midwife ordered firmly. "You’re almost there!"

I bore down, teeth gritted, tears spilling freely. The pain was unbearable—pain and anguish all at once—but something inside me refused to give up. I could hear Levi’s voice, low and comforting, beside me.

"Breathe, Olivia. Just breathe."

Louis brushed the sweat from my forehead, whispering encouragements. "You’re almost done. You’re doing so well."

One last push. One last cry. And then—

The sound.

A tiny, sharp wail pierced the room.

The midwife smiled, her hands lifting the small, crying bundle. "It’s a boy!"

My chest heaved with relief. I sobbed—from exhaustion, from love, from everything I had held in for months.

But there wasn’t time to rest.

"Another one’s coming," the healer said quickly. "Don’t stop, Lady Olivia. You can do this."

I nodded weakly, gripping Levi’s hand tighter. "I can do it," I whispered, though I barely believed it.

shaking. Levi kissed my forehead, whispering over and over,

side, his hand

cry

midwife said with

trembling laugh through my

before I could even see them, the healer’s voice

like it was on fire, every

voice fierce. "For him. For them.

they mended it. Either way, I found the strength to push again, one final

and commanding, like it wanted the whole world to know

eyes widened slightly as she lifted the last baby, her voice trembling. "Another

filled the room—soft, heavy, full of

midwife. "All

"Yes...

I saw them laid gently in the crib

Three tiny babies.

Perfect. Beautiful. Alive.

they were. Not similar like the brothers had been, but exactly the same. The

Louis

copies of each other," Levi finished

"Almost impossible for wolves. But their bond runs deeper than ordinary bloodlines. They share a soul connection—three

words made a big, bright smile spread across my face. I reached out with trembling fingers and touched their tiny

broke and healed all

eyes as I whispered, "Welcome home,

long moment, no one

sound in the room was the gentle whimpering

and awe. Louis was the first to move. He

like you," he

skipped.

feature. The same eyes, the same mouth... even

he didn’t argue. He just looked down at the three little lives

four of us. The babies. Me. The bond between us glowed

of rest. You should all rest. They’ll need your