Olivia’s POV
"No!"
I rushed to the bed, shoving a nurse aside with a burst of frantic energy. My hands slammed onto Lennox’s chest, and I let my power surge. "Wake up! Lennox, wake up right now!"
"Luna, please," the specialist said, his voice reaching out to me through the fog of my panic. "His organs are too far gone. The cellular decay is too advanced. Your healing... it won’t work. You’re only draining yourself."
"Shut up!" I hissed, my eyes glowing a fierce, desperate gold. "He is my mate! He doesn’t get to leave me like this!"
I poured everything I had into him. I channeled every bit of my light, my life force, and my love into his cold, still body. I could feel my own strength wavering, my vision blurring at the edges as I pushed past my limits.
Nothing.
The golden light flickered against his skin and died out. I tried again, my hands shaking so hard I could barely keep them on his chest. Again, nothing. His body was like a vessel with a hole in the bottom; no matter how much life I poured in, it just vanished into the dark.
"Please," I sobbed, the anger finally breaking into a million pieces. I collapsed forward, draping my body over his, my face pressed against his neck. "Lennox, please come back. I have so much to say. I didn’t mean those things. I’m not ready. The boys aren’t ready. Please... don’t leave us."
The room filled with my sobs and the steady, terrifying sound of the machine beside him.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
I shook my head, refusing to accept defeat as I channeled my abilities into him again. What is the essence of being called a Special One? What is the essence of having this ability if I can’t bring back the man I love from the brink of death?
"Olivia, stop," someone pleaded behind me. "You’re hurting yourself."
I didn’t care.
"I forgive you," I choked. "Do you hear me? I forgive you for everything. For the lies. For the pain. For all of it. Just—just open your eyes."
Still nothing. My power flickered, then failed completely. My hands went cold.
"No..." I whispered, my forehead dropping to his chest. "No... please."
I crawled onto the bed, wrapping myself around him, clinging as if I could anchor him to this world with my body alone.
"You can’t go," I cried into his shirt. "I still have so much to say. I still need you. Our children need you. I need you."
My tears soaked into his shirt as I shook. "I love you," I sobbed. "I never stopped. I was just scared. Please don’t punish me like this. I can’t bear it."
Suddenly, the machine beside us began to slow.
Beep...
Beep...

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The readers' comments on the novel: Fated To Not Just One But Three
When Olivia finds out she is related to alpha Calvin the chapters don’t make any sense and are not in order. Hopefully this doesn’t keep happening through the remaining 400 chapters....