Fated To Not Just One, But Three Chapter 475: The News

Olivia’s POV

I was halfway through my breakfast when the spoon slipped from my hand. A strange dizziness washed over , making the whole room tilt. My vision blurred, and a sharp pain pulsed behind my eyes.

"Olivia?" Levi’s voice sounded distant at first, then closer, more urgent. I tried to speak, but the words wouldn’t form.

"Hey, easy," he murmured, catching just before I collapsed. His strong arms wrapped around , steadying as my body went limp. "Louis! Get Selene—now!"

I heard hurried footsteps and the sound of a chair scraping the floor before everything faded to black for a mont.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in my room, my head resting on soft pillows. Levi sat beside , worry clouding his face, while Louis paced near the window, running a hand through his hair.

Selene rushed in, eyes full of alarm and worry. "What happened?!" she demanded, kneeling beside . "What’s wrong with her?"

Louis exhaled shakily. "She just... fainted. One mont she was fine, the next she went pale and dropped her spoon. Levi carried her up here."

Selene frowned, gently touching my forehead. "Her temperature’s normal. Has she been eating properly? Sleeping?"

Levi’s jaw tightened. "She’s been healing Lennox every day. She barely rests. Maybe it’s taking too much out of her."

Selene’s gaze snapped toward him. "You let her keep doing that without checking her strength? Her energy could be draining faster than she realizes."

"I’m fine," I murmured weakly, trying to sit up, but Levi pressed gently back down.

"No, you’re not," he said firmly. "You’ve been dizzy for days, Olivia. You just keep hiding it."

Selene sighed and stood. "We need a healer. Now."

Louis didn’t hesitate—he dashed out of the room and returned monts later with the pack healer. She moved to my side and fixed her inquisitive eyes on .

"What seems to be the problem?" she asked softly.

"She fainted suddenly," Selene explained quickly. "And she’s been performing a draining ritual every morning for several days."

The healer humd thoughtfully, her hands glowing faintly as she examined . "She’s not sick," she murmured after a mont. Then she looked at closely. "Child, when last did you see your monthly flow?"

The question caught off guard. I frowned, trying to recall. "I... I’m not sure," I admitted slowly. "So much has been happening lately, I didn’t really pay attention."

Selene and Levi exchanged confused looks.

The healer’s eyes softened as she rested her palm lightly over my stomach. A faint golden glow flickered between us, and she smiled.

"Congratulations, dear," she said gently. "You’re not ill... you’re pregnant."

The room went completely silent.

My breath hitched, my heart thundering in my chest. Levi froze beside , his eyes wide. Selene’s mouth fell open slightly, and even Louis stopped pacing.

Pregnant.

The word echoed in my head, heavy and unreal. I didn’t know whether to cry, scream, or laugh. For a mont, I just sat there—frozen, staring at the healer like she’d spoken in another language.

Pregnant.

The word still felt too big, too heavy. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it, but everything around started to fade—the walls, the people—until I was left alone with the echo of that one truth.

"It’s true..."

The soft, familiar voice of my wolf whispered inside , breaking the silence in my mind. "You’re carrying life, Olivia."

My heart stuttered. "Are you sure?" I asked weakly, my voice trembling even in thought.

She let out a low, happy hum. "I can feel it. The heartbeat is faint but strong."

My lips parted slightly as tears filled my eyes. Theirs.

Before I could respond, I felt arms wrap around —strong, warm, and trembling slightly. Levi pulled close, burying his face in my shoulder, while Louis crouched on my other side, gripping my hand tightly.

"You’re pregnant," Levi whispered, almost in disbelief. Then he smiled—that rare, boyish smile that reached his eyes. "Moon Goddess, Olivia... we’re going to be parents."

Louis chuckled softly through the tears that slipped down his cheeks. "I knew it. I sensed it."

Their joy hit harder than I expected. I just stared at them, my voice soft, shaky. "You’re... happy?"

Levi pulled back slightly, brushing my hair away from my face. "Of course, we are. You’re carrying our child. That’s everything we could ever hope for."

Sothing inside cracked—not from pain, but relief. My throat tightened, and before I knew it, I was smiling too, even as tears ran down my cheeks.

But then, reality crept back in. My joy faltered as I turned to the healer, my stomach twisting uneasily. "How far along am I?" I asked carefully.

The healer smiled knowingly and placed her hand gently over my stomach again. A soft golden light glowed beneath her palm. "Just one month and a week, my dear."

My mind started racing. One month and a week.

That was around the sa ti I had...

I swallowed hard as my thoughts spiraled. Luckily, I’d been with each of them separately, but... within the sa range of ti.

I exhaled shakily, my heart pounding. So it could be any of them... or all of them.

The healer’s gaze softened when she noticed my silence. "You’re wondering who the father is," she said gently.

I looked away, embarrassed. "I just... I don’t know how to explain this."

Levi reached out, lifting my chin until my eyes t his. His expression was relaxed, full of warmth and certainty. "You don’t need to," he said quietly. "That child is ours—all three of us. It doesn’t matter who it belongs to by blood. You’re our mate, and that baby is ours."

Louis nodded firmly beside him. "The pup is ours."

A shaky breath left my lips, relief washing through like a tide. For the first ti in weeks, my heart felt light again.

But before the peace could settle, the healer cleared her throat softly. Her eyes dimd with concern. "There’s sothing else, child."

The room fell silent once more.

I looked at her nervously. "What is it?"

She hesitated before speaking. "Now that you’re with child, you can’t continue the healing ritual... or the blood exchange with Alpha Lennox. It will harm both you and the baby. The bond-sharing must end imdiately."

Her words struck like lightning.

Levi and Louis froze beside , the color draining from their faces.

The air in the room turned heavy again, and I felt my chest tighten painfully as the truth sank in.

If I stopped the ritual... Lennox might never wake up. And we were on day five.

And if I continued it... I could lose the life growing inside .