Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 679

Chapter 679: They Don’t Know Him

​Olivia’s POV

​The girls froze. For the first time in their lives, they were looking into eyes that were an exact mirror of their own. Brilliant, piercing sea-blue. But Levi’s eyes were clouded with confusion and a deep, ancient pain.

​He groaned again, his head rolling slowly to the side until his gaze landed on me. He squinted against the sunlight, his voice sounding like it was being dragged over broken glass.

​"O... Olivia?"

​"I’m here," I sobbed, leaning over him and cupping his face. "I’m right here, Levi. You’re okay. You’re home."

I didn’t hesitate. "Lennox! Louis!" I screamed, my voice echoing off the walls of the mansion. "He’s awake! He’s back!"

​I didn’t have to wait long. The sound of thunderous footsteps echoed in the hall, and within seconds, the door was nearly torn off its hinges. Lennox and Louis burst in, their chests heaving, their eyes wild.

​They skidded to a halt at the foot of the bed. For a moment, neither of them moved. They stared at Levi—really looked at him—seeing those sea-blue eyes open and focused for the first time in four years.

​"Levi?" Lennox whispered, his voice cracking. He looked like the boy he used to be, stripped of his Alpha mask. "Brother?"

​Levi’s head turned slowly toward them. A flicker of recognition sparked in his dull eyes, and a single tear escaped, rolling down his temple. "Lennox... Louis..."

​Lennox let out a choked sound, half-sob and half-laugh, as he threw himself toward the bed. He didn’t care about his strength or his pride; he grabbed Levi’s shoulders, his forehead pressing against Levi’s. "You bastard," Lennox sobbed, his shoulders shaking violently. "You kept us waiting for four years. Four years, Levi!"

​Louis was on the other side, his massive hand trembling as he gripped Levi’s arm, his head bowed. "Don’t ever do that again," Louis growled, though his voice was thick with tears. "Do you hear me? Never again."

​Levi let out a weak, rattling breath, his fingers feebly trying to grip their shirts. "I... I’m so sorry."

​"Shut up," Louis breathed, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. "Just shut up and breathe, Levi."

​It was a beautiful, heartbreaking reunion. The Trinity was finally whole again. I stood back, tears streaming down my face, watching the three brothers cling to one another. But then, I saw Levi’s gaze drift. He looked past Lennox’s shoulder, searching the room.

​His gaze shifted, wandering away from us until it landed on the two small girls standing at the foot of his bed. He stared at them, his brow furrowing. He looked at their black hair, then at their faces, and finally, he saw their eyes.

​He tried to sit up, but his muscles were too weak, and he fell back against the pillows with a huff. "The... the girls?" he wheezed. "They’re... so big."

​He reached out a shaky, skeletal hand toward them, a look of pure, heartbreaking longing on his face. "Come... come here."

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