Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677: Labour

Olivia’s POV

​Suddenly, without warning, the world shifted.

​A white-hot bolt of lightning snapped through my spine. It wasn’t a kick. It wasn’t the dull ache I’d been feeling for weeks. It was a violent, crushing wave of pressure that made my vision blur. I gasped, my body jerking forward as I gripped Levi’s hand with enough force to bruise.

​"Olivia?" Lennox was on his feet in a heartbeat, his eyes wide.

​"Lennox..." I panted, my breath hitching. "It’s... it’s happening. Now."

​Another wave hit, stronger than the first. A gush of warm fluid soaked into the rose-colored skirts of my dress. My water had broken right there on the edge of Levi’s sickbed.

​Lennox didn’t hesitate. Although I was carrying the weight of twins, he scooped me up into his arms as if I were as light as a feather. He turned toward the door, his voice booming with an Alpha’s authority that shook the very walls of the medical wing.

​"HEALERS! MIDWIVES! IT’S TIME!"

​He carried me into the birthing suite next door, which had been on standby for weeks. Louis appeared out of nowhere, his face pale and full of concern. He helped Lennox lay me onto the bed, his large hands steadying my shoulders as the first real contraction of active labor tore a scream from my throat. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

​The pain was agonizing. It felt like my hips were being pried apart by iron bars. I reached out, my fingers clawing at the sheets, searching for them. Louis grabbed my left hand, and Lennox took my right.

​"Breathe, Olivia," Louis urged, his voice thick with worry. "Just breathe for me, sweetheart."

​I was lost in a sea of red agony. Every time I thought it would stop, the next wave crashed over me. I looked at the door, my heart crying out for the one person who wasn’t there. Levi. Levi, please.

​Suddenly, Lennox’s hand went limp in mine.

​I heard a heavy thud. I forced my eyes open, gasping through the pain, and saw Lennox collapsed on the floor. He was clutching his chest, his head thrown back as his body began to convulse.

​"Lennox!" I screamed, forgetting my own labor for a terrifying second. "What’s happening? Louis, help him!"

​The healers rushed toward him, but Lennox let out a sound that wasn’t human. It was a deep, guttural growl that started in his chest and vibrated through the floorboards. His eyes snapped open—they weren’t amber anymore. They were a brilliant, glowing gold.

​He pushed himself up, his muscles rippling and snapping. He looked up at me, a wild, ecstatic look on his face.

​"I can feel him," Lennox rasped, his voice sounding like two people speaking at once. "Olivia... he’s back. My wolf... he’s back!"

​I froze, a contraction frozen in my gut. Lennox had been wolf-less since his "death." To hear him say it, to see the gold in his eyes... it was a miracle.

​"I can hear him speaking to me," Lennox whispered, his breath coming in fast pants. "He’s howling... he’s calling for you."

​In that moment, a phantom sensation washed over me. It was like a veil being lifted. My own wolf, who had been quiet and protective during the pregnancy, suddenly stood tall and let out a deafening howl in the back of my mind.

​MATE.

​The word echoed through my soul. I looked at Lennox, really looked at him, and the bond that had been frayed and scarred for four years suddenly snapped back into place with the force of a tidal wave. He wasn’t just my fiancé. He was my fated mate again.

​"Mate," he breathed, looking at me with raw hunger and relief.

​Another contraction hit me, so violent that I doubled over, a sob breaking from my lips. I couldn’t do this. It was too much pain, too much power.

​The lead healer rushed forward. "The babies are crowning, but she’s too stressed! Her body is fighting the birth. Lennox, you’re her mate—you have to stabilize her!"

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