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?"

darkened. "But

I frowned. "What price?"

enough," she said simply. "For every life reborn, something

care," I said instantly. "If I can see her again, if

face. "You may

fade. Her voice echoed one last time as darkness

Your story is not yet over, but the world you left behind is

gasp tore from my throat as

my body felt like it had been crushed and reassembled. The ceiling

throbbed, memories flashing in fragments—Olivia’s

out rough, almost

in healer’s robes stumbled inside, her eyes wide as

awake," she

I groaned and pressed

years," she said breathlessly. "You’ve been unconscious

hit me like a

pain, gripping the edge of the bed. "Where’s

The healer froze. "What?"

my voice. "How

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

I saved her.

her smile suddenly replaced by a frown. "You seem awfully concerned for a family who hasn’t visited you once in four

blood running cold. "What did you

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

tightened painfully.

I? If they cared,

pounded, my breathing uneven. I wanted to shout, to demand answers, but my body wouldn’t move the

toward

strength when you find out what they’ve

closed behind her, leaving me dumbfounded.

Four years.