Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 547

Chapter 547: His Face hurried to the dirt

Olivia’s POV

I stepped onto the training ground, and the first thing I saw made my whole body freeze.

Lennox... was on the floor.

Flat on the sand. Face down. His wheelchair was lying on its side beside him.

My heart jumped straight into my throat.

"Lennox!" I screamed and ran toward him.

Warriors stepped back quickly, confused and scared. Louis was already there, trying to help him, but Lennox shoved his hand away and roughly turned himself so his back was on the ground, staring up at the sky with sand all over his face.

"Oh my God..." I dropped to my knees beside him, not caring if the sand dirtied my clothes. "Lennox, what happened? Who did this?" My hands were shaking as I tried to wipe the sand from his cheek.

But he turned his face away from me, his jaw tight, eyes burning with anger and shame.

"Lennox... talk to me," I said, my voice breaking.

Warriors around us bowed their heads awkwardly—not in respect, but in fear and pity. My wolf growled inside me. Something terrible had happened here.

"Louis, what happened?" I snapped.

Louis opened his mouth to speak, but Levi stepped forward first, his face pale and guilty.

"Olivia... it was an accident."

I turned sharply. "An accident? He’s on the ground, Levi! His face is in the sand!"

"I told him to stop," Levi said, his breath shaking. "He kept pushing me. I snapped... I didn’t mean to—"

"DON’T go near him!" I shoved Levi back without thinking.

My focus returned to Lennox. His breathing was uneven. His fists were clenched in the sand. His pride... shattered.

I leaned closer. "Lennox... please... let me help you."

Finally, he spoke. His voice was low. Cold. Full of pain.

"Don’t touch me."

The words stabbed straight through my chest.

I froze. "Lennox—"

"Don’t." he said again, eyes still on the sky. "Just... don’t."

My throat tightened. Tears stung my eyes, but I swallowed them down. This wasn’t the time to cry.

"Fine," I whispered. "But you are not staying on this floor."

Louis tried again, but Lennox glared at him so sharply that Louis stepped back instantly.

I took a deep breath and spoke softly. "Lennox... please. Let me help you sit."

His jaw twitched. His eyes closed for a second. I knew he was fighting himself. Fighting his pride. Fighting the pain of being seen like this.

I could clearly see the pain on his face.

And it hurt me... deeper than anything.

He didn’t cry.

He didn’t shout.

He just stared at the sky like he wished he wasn’t here at all.

I could clearly understand the pain Lennox was going through... and it hurt. It hurt so much that my chest felt tight. Seeing him on the ground like that... seeing the shame in his eyes... it broke something inside me.

He refused to look at me. Instead, he turned slowly toward Annabella and held out his hand. His fingers were shaking. Annabella grabbed his hand instantly and tried to lift him, but her strength wasn’t enough. His body was too heavy... and she struggled badly.

I reached forward to help, but he shoved my hand away again, his voice low and sharp. "I said don’t touch me."

That stab hurt more than anything else.

Before any of us could say another word, a loud voice called from behind the warriors.

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