Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 493: Awake

Lennox’s POV

The air was warm, sweet with the scent of moonflowers. I blinked, and there she was.

A woman in white stood before me, tall, stunning, her hair like liquid starlight. Her eyes glowed like the full moon itself. She smiled softly, and the world around us shimmered in response.

"Lennox," she said, her voice both calm and commanding. "You have slept long."

My throat ached when I spoke. "Who are you?"

She tilted her head slightly. "The one who watched over you from your first howl beneath my light. The one you swore to when you became Alpha."

Realization hit me like thunder. "The Moon Goddess..."

She nodded gently. "Yes."

My pulse quickened. "Where am I? Did I—" My voice faltered. "Did I die?"

Her eyes dimmed, sadness flickering within their silver glow. "You were meant to."

The words froze me. "Meant to?"

"You gave your life for hers," she said softly. "The moment you shielded her, your soul broke its tether to the living. By all laws of nature, you should not exist now."

I swallowed hard. "Then... why am I here?"

Her smile faded into something unreadable. "Because love is stubborn. Her cries reached me, even when her faith faltered. She begged for your return, not once, not twice, but every full moon for years."

"Olivia..." I whispered, my chest tightening.

The Moon Goddess said nothing. "Her heart refused to let you go. And so, I am giving you a chance to live again."

My head snapped up. "A chance?"

expression darkened. "But it comes

I frowned. "What price?"

"For every life reborn, something of equal value is taken.

said instantly. "If I can see her again, if she’s alive,

of sorrow crossed her face. "You

fade. Her voice echoed one last time as

not yet over, but the world you left behind is

tore from my throat

my vision swam, and every bone in my body felt like it had been crushed and reassembled. The ceiling above me was white, unfamiliar. Tubes and glowing runes surrounded the bed, pulsing with faint

head throbbed, memories

My voice came out rough,

her eyes wide as they met mine. Her face

you’re awake," she stammered.

my head spin. I groaned and pressed a hand

said breathlessly. "You’ve

like a punch. Four

gripping the

The healer froze. "What?"

said louder, desperation breaking through my voice. "How is she? Is she

blinked, hesitating, then spoke cautiously. "You... remember

"She, I saved her. Is she okay? Where

replaced by a frown. "You seem awfully concerned for

my blood running cold.

one came. Not your brothers. Not your mate. Not anyone. You’ve been lying here alone, kept alive by

chest tightened

I? If they cared, Alpha

my breathing uneven. I wanted to shout, to demand

toward the

You’ll need your strength when you

her, leaving

Four years.