Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 686

Chapter 686: We dont hate you

Levi’s POV

​I stood there and watched Olivia work. The flesh knit together before my eyes. Muscle, skin, bone—seamless. Not a mark was left behind. Her power was terrifying in its precision: incredible, controlled, and divine.

​The girls’ breathing slowly evened out. The tightness in their faces softened. Their small fingers loosened their grip on my shirt as the pain left their bodies. Then, as the last of the magic faded, they both slipped into a deep, healing sleep. Their lashes rested against their cheeks, their faces pale but peaceful.

​Olivia exhaled slowly, brushing her fingers gently over their hair. "They’ll sleep for a few hours," she said quietly. "The magic drained the shock from their systems."

​Olivia stepped forward softly. "You all should leave. Let me stay with them."

​I nodded once. We filed out of the room, and the moment the door closed behind us, the air changed. It turned sharp. Heavy.

​"Say it," I muttered.

​The silence stretched. Then, Lennox spoke first.

​"You see what your games caused?" he said, his voice dangerously calm. "The girls were hurt, Levi."

​Louis stepped forward, no longer the peacemaker. "How far were you going to take this?" he snapped. "They are children. Your pride almost got them killed."

​Their words hit hard. I clenched my jaw. "It’s not my fault," I shot back. "Where were the guards? Why weren’t they watching the house? How did two little girls walk out without anyone noticing?"

​Lennox’s eyes flared. "Don’t you dare turn this on us," he growled. "If it wasn’t for your stupid game, they wouldn’t have felt desperate enough to follow you."

​"They followed because they chose to!" I barked back. "I didn’t tell them to come!"

​"You pushed them!" Louis roared. "You ignored them for days! What did you think was going to happen?"

​"They needed discipline!" I thundered.

​"They needed their father!" Lennox shot back.

​The words landed like a punch. My chest tightened. For a split second, guilt flickered. Then, Louis said something that made the room go still.

​"If this is how you’re going to be," he spat bitterly, "then maybe you shouldn’t have woken up at all."

​The silence that followed was suffocating. Even Louis seemed to realize what he had just said. My body went cold.

​Louis’s face drained of color. "I didn’t mean that," he said quickly, stepping forward. "Levi—I didn’t mean it like that."

​Lennox turned sharply toward him, his gaze sharp and warning. "Watch your mouth," Lennox said quietly.

​Louis swallowed hard, looking at me now. "I’m sorry," he said again. "I was angry."

​I didn’t answer. Because the truth? It hurt. Not because I believed him, but because a small, broken part of me wondered if they had all been better off while I was asleep. And then I remembered saying these exact words to Lennox.

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