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Levi’s POV

The moment the guard unlocked the cell, I stormed inside, scooping Olivia’s unconscious body into my arms. Panic wed at my chest as I lifted her, her blood dripping onto the cold stone floor from the deep wound in her neck.

“Get the healer!” Louis shouted as he ran behind me, while Lennox stood frozenb, /bhis expression nk with shock, as if his mind couldn’t process what was happening.

My heart pounded in sync with my wolf’s frantic howling. Ignoring the slick warmth of Olivia’s blood soaking into my clothes, I carried her straight into the pack house band /bup to her room. Iid her on the bed and pressed my trembling hand to her bleeding neck, desperately trying to stop the flow.

“Fuck,” I choked out, staring at the blood pooling between my fingers. It wasn’t slowing. It wasn’t stopping.

“Where is the fucking healer?” Louis shouted at the top of his lungs, and just then, the door pushed open, and the pack healer rushed in along with Olivia’s mom.

The healer hurried to the bedside, her eyes widening as she took in Olivia’s condition. Olivia’s mom followed closely, gasping at the sight of her daughter drenched in blood.

“What happened?” the healer demanded, dropping to her knees beside the bed.

“She stabbed herself,” I stammered, my voice thick with fear.

The healer’s hands glowed with a soft, golden light as she hovered them over Olivia’s neck, murmuring an incantation. I held my breath, hoping to see the bleeding slow or stop altogether. But nothing changed. The blood kept pouring, staining the sheets beneath her.

The healer frowried, her hands trembling as the light flickered and faded.

“What’s bwrong/b?” Olivia’s mom cried, her face stricken with terror.

“I–I don’t understand,” the healer whisperedb, /bsweat beading on her forehead. “She’s resisting my ability. It’s as if… she doesn’t want to be healed.”

“What the hell do you bmean /bshe doesn’t want to be healed? I snapped, barely containing the growl rumbling in my chest. “She’s unconscious! She doesn’t even know she’s hurt!”

The healer shook her head, clearly just as confused as the rest of us. “Sometimes… it happens when the spirit is rejecting life–when bthe /bwill to survive bis /bweakened. But I’ve bnever /bseen it this strong before. It’s like… her body is consciously fighting against my healing

Louis cursed under his breath, pacing by the door, while Lennox stood frozen in shock. Olivia’s mother sobbed, clutching her daughter’s hand.

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“Do something!” I pleaded, my throat burning. “There has to be something you can do!”

The healer closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. “I’ll try another method. But if her bspirit /bdoesn’t cooperate, it may not work. Someone needs to speak to her–call out to her. Sometimes, hearing a loved one’s voice can remind the soul why it needs to stay.”

Louis scoffed, running a hand through his hair, clearly fighting his own frustration. He closer to the bed, his jaw clenched tight.

e stepped

“Olivia,” he muttered, his voice softer bthan /bbefore, almost reluctant. “I swear, if you die on us

now… after every I’m gonna kick your ass in the afterlife. You’re not allowed to just leave

like this. You think you’re the only one hurting? You’re not. bSo /bstop being a stubborn little brat and wake the hell up. I don’t want to be a widower yet.”

Lennox cursed under his breath, hesitating before stepping forward as well. He looked away, his voice low and strained. “You always act like you’re some lone wolf, like you don’t need anyone. It pisses me off. But you know what? You’ve got people who care about you–people who’d tear the world apart to keep you safe. You can’t just give up now… not when we’re still here, fighting for you. Stop being selfish and open your damn eyes.”

He hesitated, his throat bobbing as he swallowed hard. “Look, Olivia… you always act like you don’t care about anything, but I know you’re not that heartless. If you’re just giving up now, then you’re proving us right–proving that you’re too weak to handle this shit. Don’t be that coward. Prove us wrong for once.

He rubbed his hand over his face, trying to hide the crack in his voice. Louis just shook his head, pretending to be annoyed, but I saw the guilt in his eyes. They wouldn’t admit it, but they were hurting just as much bas /bI was.

I swallowed back the tightness in my throat and leaned in close to Olivia, brushing her hair from her face. “Hear that, Olivia? They’re worried about you… beven /bif they’re too damn stubborn to say it right. You’re not allowed to bgive /bup on us. We’re not giving up on you. Soe back… please.”

Faint glow flickered over Olivia’s wound, and the healer gasped.

b“/bShe’s responding”

The healer’s hands glowed even brighter, and I finally saw the wound start to fully close. Relief washed over me as Olivia’s breathing steadied, her chest rising band /bfalling more evenly.

Louis let out a shaky breath, mumbling under bhis /bbreath, “Damn idiot… scared the hell out of

usb./bb” /b

Lennox just stood there, looking torn between relief and frustration, muttering, “You better wake up soon. Don’t make us go through this crap againb. /b

squeezed Olivia’s hand gently, whispering, “You did good, Olivia. Just keep fighting. We’ll be right here…”

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Soon, the healer sighed in relief and looked at us. “Alphas, she is out of danger but will be

unconscious for a few hours, the healer announced, and I nodded, staring at Olivia, whose dress bwas /bstained with her blood.

The healer left, but Olivia’s mother stayed behind, running her fingers through her daughter’s hair, whispering soft words offort.

“Did you know that her father, your husband, is dead?” Lennox threw the question at Olivia’s mom, who swallowed hard and nodded.

My frown deepened. “And Olivia is not aware of it?” I said through gritted teeth.

“She thinks we ordered the killing of her father–something we had no idea about,” Louis spat in

anger.

Olivia’s mother hesitated, biting her lip as she stroked Olivia’s hair. “I couldn’t tell her,” she whispered, her voice shaking. “She… she doesn’t know the truth.”

I red at her, barely holding back my growl. “Why?”

She nced at Olivia’s pale face, wiping away a tear before turning to me. “Her father… he was killed on your father’s orders. I… I couldn’t bear to tell her. She wouldn’t be able to take it.”

Louis scoffed, running a frustrated hand through his hair. “And now she thinks we did it. She stabbed herself because of it.

Olivia’s mom lowered her gaze, shame coloring her cheeks. “I thought it would protect her. She adored her fatherb… /bif she knew the truth, it would’ve destroyed her. I didn’t realize how much it would hurt her in the end.”

My hands clenched into fists at my sides, struggling to control my anger.

A loud knock on the door interrupted us, and a maid timidly stepped inside, bowing her head. “Alphas, Lady Anita has woken up, and she is requesting your presence.”

I turned baround/b, my temper snapping. “We don’t fucking care. Get out!” I roared, making the maid flinch band /bscurry away without another word. @