Olivia’s POV
The faint warmth of sunlight brushed against my face, pulling me slowly from the fog of sleep. My eyes fluttered open, blinking against the soft morning light that poured through the tall glass windows. For a moment, everything felt still. Too still. Then it hit me, the emptiness. It wasn’t pain, not exactly. It was something deeper, colder, like a part of me had been quietly stolen while I slept.
My chest felt hollow, my wolf restless beneath my skin, pacing, whining, searching for something that wasn’t there.
"What is wrong?" I whispered.
My wolf didn’t answer, only whimpered faintly. That was when I realized Levi was sitting beside the bed, his head bowed, his hand loosely holding mine.
"Levi?" My voice came out small and cracked.
His head snapped up, relief flashing across his face, but his eyes were heavy, too heavy.
"You’re awake," he said softly, forcing a small smile.
"Yeah..." I blinked, looking around the room. Everything felt normal, yet wrong. "What happened? I feel strange. Like something’s been taken from me."
Levi stiffened slightly but quickly covered it with a small shake of his head. "You’ve been through a lot. You just need to rest."
But I wasn’t convinced. My wolf wasn’t either. Her unease crawled through me like static.
Something’s wrong, she whispered weakly. I can’t feel him.
My breath caught.
"Levi," I said, my voice trembling, "where’s Lennox? Is he okay?"
He hesitated just for a heartbeat, but I saw it. The flicker in his eyes. The way his hand tightened around mine.
"He’s still resting," Levi said quietly. "The healers are with him. He’s stable."
"Stable?" I repeated, sitting up too quickly. The room spun a little, but I didn’t care. "I need to see him."
"Olivia."
"I need to see him!" I snapped, my voice breaking. "Please. I can’t feel him anymore, Levi. I can’t—"
I stopped when I saw his expression. He wasn’t angry. He wasn’t annoyed. He just looked broken.
His eyes met mine, and I felt my heart twist painfully. My wolf whimpered again, pressing against the emptiness inside me.
"Why do you look like that?" I whispered. "What aren’t you telling me?"
Levi exhaled shakily, reaching out to touch my cheek, but his hand trembled. "You’re safe now," he said quietly, avoiding my question. "That’s what matters."
Safe.
"Safe?" I repeated, my chest tightening. "What do you mean by I’m safe?"
Before Levi could respond, I shoved his hand away and swung my legs off the bed. My head spun, but I didn’t care. I needed to see Lennox. I needed to feel him. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
"Olivia, wait!" Levi called out, but I didn’t stop. I ran.
The halls blurred around me as I pushed forward, barefoot, breathless, my heart pounding like it was trying to break free from my chest. Every step I took made the emptiness inside me worse.
Something was wrong. Something had been taken.

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