Olivia’s POV
For a second, my entire world stopped.
It felt like life was dragged out of my chest with a hook.
My heart stopped beating.
My breath froze in my lungs.
"No!" I screamed from the deepest part of my lungs as I watched blood gush out from his neck.
I tried to run to him, but he pointed the knife at me.
"Don’t you dare come any closer," he ordered.
My feet froze instantly.
I stood there like a statue, staring at the blood trickling down his neck.
All I saw was red.
All I saw was pain.
All I saw was him hurting himself because of me.
Tears rushed down my face as my whole body shook.
"Lennox... please... please let me help..."
My voice cracked so hard I barely recognized it.
"Don’t do this. Don’t hurt yourself. Please, I’m begging you."
His eyes burned into mine—full of agony and betrayal.
"I lost everything," he whispered.
"My wolf. My legs. My family. And now my mate..."
He choked on the last word.
"I have nothing left to live for."
My breath seized in my chest.
His head slumped.
His grip on the knife loosened.
His body swayed—
"LENNOX!" I screamed.
The knife clattered to the floor as his body collapsed sideways as he lost consciousness.
I ran forward, not caring if he had forbidden it, and caught him before he hit the floor, my hands shaking violently as I held his limp body.
"No, no, no—Lennox, stay with me," I sobbed. "Please stay with me—please—please—"
His eyes didn’t open.
His breathing was weak.
"Lennox! Lennox—please—OPEN YOUR EYES!"
My voice cracked hard.
His eyes fluttered once... then rolled back.
His neck was gushing out a great amount of blood.
"No—no—no," I whispered desperately. "Lennox, stay with me. Stay... stay..."
Levi rushed forward, panic written all over his face.
Louis dropped to his knees beside us, trembling.
But I blocked them both out.
I tore the hem of my dress, pressing it against his neck to stop the bleeding. Then I placed my glowing hands over his skin.
My wolf surged forward so fast it felt like a punch to my chest.
"He’s resisting the healing," my wolf whispered, voice shaking.
"What?" I choked. "Why?!"
"His heart... doesn’t want to fight."
My tears fell harder.
"No... NO!"
I pressed both hands to his skin, letting the white-gold glow expand.
"Lennox," I whispered through sobs, "don’t do this. Don’t leave me. Don’t leave your sons. Don’t leave us."
His body tensed—
fighting me,
pushing away the healing,
rejecting the life force I was pouring into him.
"Please," I cried louder, leaning over him, my forehead touching his. "Please don’t resist me. Please let me heal you."
My voice cracked.
"You said I left you. You said I abandoned you. You said I didn’t fight."
I gripped his face, shaking.
"But I’m fighting now. I’m not letting you die. Not this time. NOT EVER."
His fingers twitched.
Barely.
"Lennox..."
My tears dropped onto his cheek.
"If you die, I’m going with you."
Louis gasped.
Levi’s eyes widened.
But I didn’t care.
I meant it.
I pressed my glowing hands harder into his skin, forcing my healing energy in even as he rejected it.
"Please..." I whispered, my voice breaking open. "Please, Lennox... please don’t leave me again. I can’t survive that twice."
Suddenly—
His chest jerked.
A violent, painful inhale tore through him.
His back arched.
His fingers clawed at the blanket.
His eyes snapped open—wild, unfocused, and pained.
"L-Le...nnox?" I whispered.
His gaze met mine—
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