Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 574

Chapter 574: A Miracle

Lennox’s POV

I shook my head, anger, and confusion mixing inside me. "Louis and Levi would never do that. They are my brothers. We fight. We say ugly things. We hurt each other with words. But kill me? Order my murder? No."

Golden stayed quiet, but his eyes said he was not so sure.

I thought of Louis.

His soft eyes.

His guilty face when he looked at me.

The way he always tried to be in the middle.

I thought of Levi.

His sharp tongue.

His anger.

His jealousy.

His last words to me before the attack.

His rage when he saw me and Olivia together.

My heart squeezed.

"Louis would never do it..." I whispered. I wanted to believe that with all my soul. "And Levi... he is angry... but he is not a traitor. He is not a coward hiding behind servants."

Golden spoke carefully. "I am not saying they did it, Alpha. I am saying the order came from someone like them. Someone with that same power. Someone inside."

The room felt smaller. My head pounded again.

"I will not believe my brothers killed me," I said slowly. "Not until I see proof with my own eyes."

Golden nodded once. "Then we will find proof."

I tried to sit up straighter. A sharp pain shot through my neck and arm, where the blades had cut me. My body still felt weak, like I had not eaten or moved in days.

"How long have I been here?" I asked.

Golden thought for a moment. "They buried you a few hours after sunset. I dug you out not long after that and brought you here. You have been out for some hours. It is still night... or very early morning."

I let out a slow breath. At least it had not been days.

I glanced around again and took in the small room properly this time. The walls were made of stone. The ceiling was low. There was a single lamp on the wall. No windows. It smelled faintly of herbs and metal.

"Where is this place," I muttered.

Golden shook his head. "This is an old safe room. A hidden place near the border. Only a few of us know about it. We used it during the last war with the Shadow Fangs."

Good. That meant whoever wanted me dead had no idea I was here.

I tried to adjust my position on the bed and shifted my weight by mistake.

My leg moved.

I froze.

Slowly... very slowly... I tried again.

My right leg twitched under the blanket.

My heart jumped into my throat. I stared down at my legs like they were ghosts.

"Golden," I whispered. "Did you see that?"

He frowned. "See what?"

I did it again. I focused hard... and my left leg shifted. Just a little. But it moved. It actually moved.

This time Golden saw it. His eyes widened. "Alpha... your leg..."

My chest was pounding now. I licked my lips, feeling sweat on my forehead.

"Help me sit up," I said quickly. "More. Properly."

Golden moved behind me, his big hands lifting my shoulders, adjusting the pillow, supporting my back. I grabbed the side of the bed with one hand and the edge of the blanket with the other.

"Let go," I said.

"Alpha, you are still weak..."

"Let. Go."

He hesitated, then obeyed.

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