Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 477

Chapter 477: Not Happening

Levi’s POV

I slammed the door the moment we entered my room. The sound echoed through the walls, and for a second, I almost hoped it would drown out the rage boiling inside me.

"She’s acting like she’s lost her damn mind!" I shouted, pacing back and forth. "Does she even hear herself anymore? She’s ready to risk our child for him—for a man who isn’t even breathing!"

Louis closed the door quietly behind him, his expression calm, though I could tell he was just as shaken. "Levi, calm down."

"Calm down?" I snapped, turning on him. "You saw her, Louis! You heard her! She’d rather die than stop that ritual. She doesn’t even care what it’s doing to her body."

Louis sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "She’s not thinking clearly. You know how much she loves Lennox. That bond is stronger than logic. You can’t reason with that."

I let out a bitter laugh and ran my hand through my hair. "Love? This isn’t love anymore, Louis. This is madness. She’s drowning herself in guilt and calling it love."

Louis walked over to the window, staring out into the courtyard. "You’re angry because you’re scared," he said quietly. "We both are."

I turned away, jaw tight. "Of course, I’m scared! I already lost one brother, and now I might lose her too. And the worst part is... she won’t even let me save her."

Louis didn’t answer right away. Rather, a tense silence hung in the air. Finally, he spoke. "You can’t force her to stop, Levi."

I met his eyes sharply. "The hell I can’t. If I have to chain her to that bed to keep her alive, I will."

Louis frowned. "You’ll only push her further away."

"Then let her hate me," I growled. "I’d rather she hate me and live than love me and die."

He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "You know, sometimes I think the Moon Goddess made a mistake binding us all together like this. We’re three hearts constantly fighting for one woman who can’t choose peace."

I sank down on the edge of the bed, my anger dimming into exhaustion. "She doesn’t even see what this is doing to us," I muttered. "To me. I can’t breathe when she looks at him like that, Louis. Like we don’t matter anymore."

Louis sat beside me, his tone softer. "We do matter. She’s just... blinded right now. But when this is over, when Lennox either wakes or doesn’t, she’ll need us. And we’ll still be here."

I nodded, though my chest still felt like it was on fire. "I just wish she’d come back to her senses."

Louis gave a small, humorless smile. "That’s Olivia for you. The more you try to save her, the harder she fights back."

I stared at the floor, my fists clenched. "Then I’ll fight harder."

Because even if she hated me for it, I wasn’t letting her die for Lennox. Never.

I couldn’t rest throughout the day. Every time I closed my eyes, I thought of Olivia and the risk. The thought alone made my chest ache with anger and fear.

So I stayed up. And when the moon reached its highest point, I went to Lennox’s room.

The house was quiet, too quiet. Even the guards had lowered their voices in the halls, as if the air itself was mourning.

When I entered, the faint glow from the candles illuminated Lennox’s still body. His skin looked colder tonight. His chest rose and fell weakly, shallow breaths that barely counted as living.

I pulled a chair to the side of his bed and sat down, elbows resting on my knees, staring at him.

"Why does it always come back to you?" I muttered bitterly. "She’s breaking herself trying to save you. And I can’t even hate you for it."

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