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.

hit. I screamed again, my entire body shaking. Levi kissed my forehead, whispering

other side, his hand on

then another cry filled

boy," the midwife said

laugh

could even see them, the healer’s voice rose again.

it was on fire, every muscle trembling with

can," Levi said, his voice fierce. "For him.

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

was the loudest—sharp and commanding, like it wanted the whole world

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

filled the room—soft,

toward the midwife. "All

"Yes...

I saw them laid gently in the crib beside

Three tiny babies.

Perfect. Beautiful. Alive.

similar like the brothers had been, but exactly the same. The same face, the same

look..." Louis

of each other," Levi

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

out with trembling fingers and touched their tiny hands.

and

as I whispered, "Welcome home, my little

a long moment, no

in the room was the gentle whimpering of

of shock and awe. Louis was the first to

look like you," he

skipped.

same eyes, the same mouth...

three little

air, like a faint vibration connecting the four of us. The babies. Me. The bond between us glowed faintly beneath my skin, warm and

softly. "A lot of rest. You should all rest. They’ll need your warmth for the next few