Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 455: Risk

Louis's POV

She looked up at me, her eyes red and full of guilt.

And for a moment, | forgot my own pain.

| sighed quietly, running a hand through my hair before speaking. "Olivia, stop blaming yourself. None of this is

your fault. Lennox made his choices. He'd do anything for the people he loves."

She shook her head. "And now look where that’s gotten him," she whispered, her voice breaking. "He's dying

because of me."

| knelt beside her, my tone soft. "No. He's fighting because of you. That's the difference."

Her lips trembled, but | pressed on. "You're the reason he’s still holding on. Even like this, his bond with you is

keeping him here. Don’t call that a curse."

Her eyes filled again, and she let out a shaky breath. "Then why does it feel like I'm killing him instead of saving

him?"

Before | could answer, Levi stirred. His voice was low, rough from sleep. "Because you're exhausted, Olivia," he

murmured, rubbing his eyes. "You've given too much. You can’t keep pouring from an empty heart."

She looked between us, her shoulders trembling. "I just want him back," she whispered.

Levi moved closer, wrapping an arm gently around her. "And you will have him back," he said quietly. "But not

like this. Not if it means losing you too."

Her breath hitched, and finally, her body sagged, too tired to argue anymore. | exchanged a glance with Levi,

and together, we soothed her until she drifted into an uneasy sleep.

When her breathing evened out, we both exhaled.

Levi ran a hand down his face. "She’s burning herself from the inside out."

"I know," | muttered, standing. "Con. Let's check on Lennox."

When we reached the door, the faint sound of chanting drifted from inside.

Seven healers were attending to him, and among them, the sorcerer who had been called in from the Northern

Coven, stood around Lennox’s bed. Symbols burned faintly on the floor, pulsing like a heartbeat.

| could barely breathe when | looked at him.

He was still as stone, but his body was trembling faintly, like his spirit was fighting something unseen.

The sorcerer turned to us. His eyes were old, sharp, unsettlingly calm. "You shouldn't be here," he said quietly.

"The energy in this room isn’t stable."

"We're not leaving," | replied flatly. "Tell us what's happening to our brother."

The sorcerer studied us for a long moment, then sighed. "Alpha Lennox’s soul is trapped, halfway between his

body and the realm the ritual opened. He's neither living nor dead right now. The thread that ties him to this

world is thin, dangerously thin."

Levi frowned. "Then fix it. Bring him back."

The sorcerer hesitated, exchanging a look with one of the healers. "We can’t. Not yet. There's a complication."

My stomach sank. "What kind of complication?"

He stepped closer, lowering his voice. "It's her. The mate."

Levi's eyes darkened. "Olivia?"

The sorcerer nodded grimly. "Her power is connected to his. Through the bond, she’s feeding him strength, even

now. But it’s too strong. If he dies while the bond is this active..."

He paused, his expression grave. "She will die with him."

A heavy silence fell.

| felt the blood drain from my face. "You're saying she’s tied to his death?"

"Yes," the sorcerer said quietly. "The bond is anchoring her life to his. Normally, it weakens when a mate is

unconscious, but hers is resisting. It's unnatural. Dangerous."

Levi stepped forward, his tone sharp. "Then what do we do?"

The sorcerer’s gaze hardened. "You must disconnect them."

| froze. "Disconnect?"

He nodded. "Break the bond completely. It’s the only way to save her if he doesn’t return."

Levi's jaw clenched. "And if we don’t?"

"Then when his heart stops, hers will too," the sorcerer said. "They'll die together."

The words hit like thunder.

For a long moment, neither of us spoke. | could hear my own heartbeat in my ears.

Finally, | managed to ask, "How... how do we disconnect them?"

The sorcerer’s answer was immediate. "She has to reject him. Fully. Freely. Before his spirit fades."

Levi and | exchanged a horrified look.

"She'll never do that," | whispered.

The sorcerer’s eyes met mine, calm but cold. "Then you better prepare yourselves. Because if she doesn't, then

if we lose him, we are losing her too."

The sorcerer’s words hung in the air like poison.

Levi and | stood frozen, the reality of it settling in our chests.

"She has to reject him," the man repeated softly, as if saying it again would make it easier to accept.

Levi's fists clenched. "You're asking her to destroy herself. You don’t understand what you're saying."

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| shook my head. "She won't do it. You saw her. She'd rather die beside him than live without him."

"Then she’ll get her wish," the sorcerer replied grimly. "And you'll bury them both."

The words sliced through the room like ice.

Levi turned away, dragging a hand through his hair. "There has to be another way. Another spell, another ritual,

something."

The sorcerer’s gaze hardened. "We've already tried every stabilizing charm we know. His soul is caught between

realms. If we force a pull, both their spirits could tear. You'd lose them instantly."

| felt a sick heaviness in my stomach. "So either she rejects him, or they both die?"

"Yes," the sorcerer said. "Those are your choices."

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"It’s not about love anymore," the sorcerer said sharply. "It’s about survival."

| swallowed hard. "If we tell her this, it'll destroy her. She won't do it. She'll fight it. Olivia will not reject Lennox."

Levi turned toward me, his voice low, trembling. "Then what? We just let her die too?"

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Levi turned to me, his voice hoarse. "What do we do, Louis?"

| didn’t know. For the first tin a long while, | didn’t have an answer.

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