Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 664

Chapter 664: The Treatment

Dr. Kapoor entered the room, followed by a team of technicians carrying cases of humming equipment. He didn’t waste time with pleasantries. After a grueling hour of scans that left Lennox looking gray and exhausted, the doctor finally pulled us into the small consultation area.

​"Luna, Alphas," Dr. Kapoor began, his voice grave as he looked at the data on his tablet. "I have found the core of the issue. This is not a standard malignancy. It is a regenerative cellular decay—likely triggered by that ancient ritual years ago. It’s eating him from the inside out."

​He looked at me with a piercing gaze. "However, the reason he is sitting upright today, the reason he survived the flatline, is sitting right here. Alpha Lennox is alive solely because of your healing abilities, Olivia. You have been acting as a secondary heart for him. But there is a catch."

​I felt my breath hitch. "What catch?"

​"This treatment is highly experimental," Kapoor said, his face shadowed. "We can attempt to stabilize his cells, but it requires a direct blood-link from a relative—Levi or Louis—to act as a physical anchor. But even then... while we can save his human body, the aggressive nature of this cure might burn out his wolf. You must prepare yourselves; he may be cured of the cancer, but his wolf might be lost forever."

​The room went cold.

​"I no longer have a wolf," Lennox said.

​The doctor furrowed his brow and shook his head. "You are mistaken, Alpha Lennox. You still have your wolf; he is just subdued."

​Our eyes widened. I stared at Lennox, who looked as shocked as I was.

​"Are you sure?" Levi asked.

​"Yes, absolutely sure," Dr. Kapoor said.

​Lennox, who had been listening intently, reached for my hand. "If it means I stay with her," he rasped, his eyes fixed on mine, "take the wolf. I’ve been living as a man."

​Dr. Kapoor nodded solemnly and handed Lennox a set of small, blue sleeping pills. "You need to rest for the first phase. Your body cannot be awake for the cellular realignment."

​Lennox swallowed the pills without hesitation, and within minutes, his eyes grew heavy. I helped him lean back into the pillows, my heart aching as I watched him drift into a deep, drug-induced slumber.

​"We will continue the treatment," Dr. Kapoor warned, "but you should not put your hope up too high. The decay is aggressive. Even with the blood-link, his system is incredibly fragile."

​"I’m not stopping," I said, my voice vibrating with a power I didn’t know I still had. I moved to the bedside, placing my hands over Lennox’s heart, feeling the faint, rhythmic pulse that I was keeping alive. "I will continue to release my healing abilities into him every day."

​"He is lucky to have a mate like you, Luna," Dr. Kapoor said, his voice softening for a brief second before his professional mask returned. "But for now, I must ask you to excuse us. The blood-link is a delicate process, and the room must be sterile. We need to begin the anchoring immediately."

​He looked at the two brothers. "Which of you will be the anchor?"

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