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?"

Her expression darkened. "But it

I frowned. "What price?"

reborn, something of equal value

can see her again, if she’s alive, I’ll pay whatever it

flicker of sorrow crossed her face. "You may

her began to fade. Her voice echoed one

but the world you left behind is no

gasp tore from my throat as I jolted

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

to sit up, but pain shot through my skull like fire. My head throbbed, memories flashing in fragments—Olivia’s scream, blood, the ritual, the explosion

out rough, almost broken.

in healer’s robes stumbled inside, her eyes wide as they met mine.

you’re awake," she stammered. "You’re finally

loud it made my head spin. I

she said breathlessly. "You’ve

like a punch.

forced myself upright despite the pain, gripping the edge of the bed. "Where’s

The healer froze. "What?"

louder, desperation breaking through my

hesitating, then spoke cautiously. "You...

I saved her. Is she okay?

replaced by a frown. "You seem awfully concerned

froze, my blood running cold. "What

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

chest tightened painfully.

If they cared, Alpha Lennox, where were

pounded, my breathing uneven. I wanted to shout, to demand answers, but

toward the

your strength when you find out what they’ve built without

closed behind her, leaving me dumbfounded.

Four years.