Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 568

Chapter 568: He Didn’t Make It

Olivia’s POV

I shook him.

I shook him so hard my own arms hurt.

"LENNOX! LENNOX WAKE UP!" I screamed, my voice tearing in my throat.

His body lay there on the floor... still... too still.

His skin was cold.

So cold.

"No... no, no, no... please—please don’t do this to me," I cried as I cupped his face.

Blood kept pouring from his throat, dark and thick, spilling down my fingers. The boys were crying behind me, their little voices breaking the air.

Leon screamed, "Daddy!!"

Leo sobbed, "Mommy fix him!!"

Liam whispered, shaking, "Daddy, wake up... p-please..."

My heart shattered.

Healers rushed into the sitting room—three of them—followed by Levi and Louis. Their faces froze when they saw Lennox on the floor.

"MOVE!" I screamed at them. "HEAL HIM! DO SOMETHING!"

One healer knelt, placed glowing hands on Lennox’s neck... then jerked back, eyes wide.

"Luna... there is poison on the blade."

"What kind of poison?!" I yelled, grabbing the healer by the robe. "WHAT DID THEY PUT ON THE BLADE?!"

"It’s—" his voice trembled, "—Shadow Fang death venom. Once it enters the blood, it stops the heart in seconds. There is... nothing we can do."

"NO!" I screamed so loud the walls shook. "NO, YOU FIX HIM! YOU FIX HIM RIGHT NOW!"

"Olivia—stop..."

I didn’t even know whose voice that was.

Louis? Levi? A healer?

I couldn’t hear anything but the sound of my own heart breaking.

I dropped beside Lennox again, touching his face, slapping his cheeks lightly, crying so hard I couldn’t breathe.

"Lennox, please open your eyes... please don’t leave me... don’t leave our boys... don’t leave me again..."

But he didn’t move.

Didn’t blink.

Didn’t breathe.

The healer placed two fingers on his neck... swallowed... then whispered the words that stabbed my soul:

"...he’s gone."

I screamed.

I screamed so hard Levi ran forward and grabbed me before I threw myself on Lennox’s body.

"NO! LET ME GO!" I cried, fighting him with all my strength. "LET ME GO! HE’S NOT DEAD! LEVI LET ME GO!"

Louis held me from the other side, his own eyes red.

"Olivia, stop—Olivia, please—"

"He can’t be dead!" I sobbed. "He can’t—he can’t—"

The boys were crying loudly now. Leon hid behind Levi’s leg, shaking. Leo sat on the floor beside Lennox’s arm, touching his father’s cold hand, crying brokenly. Liam didn’t even move... he stood frozen... staring at Lennox’s body like his mind couldn’t accept what he was seeing.

Levi’s voice cracked as he barked an order:

"Guards... take the Alpha away. The boys shouldn’t see this."

Two guards stepped forward, lifting Lennox’s body gently, but I thrashed again.

"NO! DON’T TOUCH HIM! DON’T TAKE HIM! BRING HIM BACK! LEAVE HIM WITH ME—LEAVE HIM WITH ME!"

Louis and Levi held me tighter as I collapsed to my knees, sobbing into my own hands.

"Take the boys away," Louis said hoarsely. "They’ve seen enough."

The guards lifted my babies—crying, screaming for their father—but they carried them out before I could even reach them.

Lennox’s blood stained the floor, splattered across the tiles, smeared on my hands, my dress, my skin.

My chest squeezed so hard I couldn’t breathe. Everything inside me twisted and folded and broke at once.

"I can fix this..." I choked. "Please... let me try again... please..."

But the healers just knelt there in silence.

Louis held my waist tightly, whispering, "Olivia, stop... please... he’s gone..."

Levi swallowed hard, his voice trembling. "Oli... don’t do this to yourself..."

I shook my head, tears falling endlessly. "He’s not gone... he can’t be gone... he can’t—"

My knees buckled. The room tilted. My breath stopped.

I felt the world slipping away.

Lennox’s face blurred in front of me—the last image seared into my mind: his eyes closed, his body still, his blood everywhere.

"Lennox..." I whispered.

Then everything went dark as I collapsed into Louis’ arms. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

When my eyes opened, I wasn’t on the bloody floor of the sitting room anymore.

I wasn’t surrounded by healers telling me Lennox was dead.

I wasn’t breaking apart.

I was... thirteen.

I blinked confused, staring at my small hands... my tiny legs dangling from the giant training combat arena bench.

"W-What...?" I whispered.

Then I heard it.

A familiar grunt.

The sound of fists hitting flesh.

Feet sliding across sand.

A boy’s sharp exhale.

I lifted my head—

And my heart broke all over again.

There he was.

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