Lennox’s POV
A heavy pain hit my head first.
A sharp, deep pounding... like someone was hitting the inside of my skull with a hammer.
I groaned softly and moved my fingers.
They twitched.
Slowly... very slowly... I opened my eyes.
Everything was blurry at first.
Dark shapes. Faint light. A strange, cold smell.
My heartbeat felt slow but strong.
I blinked again until the room became clear.
And then I heard it.
"Alpha Lennox... you are awake..."
The voice shook... like the person speaking was holding back tears.
I turned my head a little and saw Golden kneeling beside me.
His eyes were wide. His face was wet. His hands were shaking. I have never seen one of my bravest warriors in such a state.
"I thought... I thought we lost you," he whispered.
I frowned. My mind was foggy. My body hurt everywhere.
Memories rushed into me fast.
The knife.
The blood.
Olivia screaming.
The fire.
The boys crying.
Darkness grabbing me.
I pushed myself up slowly, confused.
"What happened?" I asked. My voice was rough and weak.
Golden wiped his face and took a deep breath.
"You died... Alpha. The healers checked you. They said you were gone. They said there was nothing they could do."
I froze.
Dead?
Me?
My heart beat faster. I shook my head slowly.
"No... that can’t be..."
But Golden nodded fast.
"It was confirmed. They took you to the morgue. Everyone thought you were gone."
I stared at him, shocked.
My hands were shaking.
I whispered, "Everyone thought I was dead...?"
Golden swallowed hard.
"Yes."
My chest twisted painfully as I remembered my last memories.
I remembered tears on Olivia’s face before everything went dark. I remembered her telling me to hold on.
I closed my eyes, feeling something heavy move through my chest.
"What... what happened next?" I asked.
Golden looked down.
"You were buried, Alpha."
My eyes opened wide.
"What?"
He nodded again. His voice shook.
"They buried you a few hours ago. Tonight. At the heroes’ ground. The whole pack was there. Your funeral was done."
My breath felt stuck in my throat.
I was buried?
In the ground?
My voice came out soft, almost scared.
"Then... why am I here?"
Golden took a shaky breath.
"I went to see you... to pay my last respects. Then I felt... something strange. My wolf felt a heartbeat. At first, I thought I was imagining things. But then it grew stronger."
My own heartbeat grew louder in my ears.
Golden continued.
"So I dug. I dug fast. I dug with my hands. I pulled the dirt away until I reached the coffin. When I opened it... you gasped for air. Your heart started beating harder."
Golden placed his hand over his face and cried quietly.
"You were alive. You were breathing again. I pulled you out and carried you back here. I have not left your side since."
I stared at him... shocked... confused... overwhelmed.

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