Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347: Dream

Louis’s POV

Her eyes locked on mine, wide and terrified, her breaths coming too fast. It was as if she didn’t recognize me at first. The panic in them made me so concerned, but when she saw me—really saw me—I noticed the fear soften, just a little.

"Baby... what’s wrong?" My voice was low, careful, though the worry in my chest made it tight.

She didn’t answer. Instead, her trembling hands rose and cupped my face, holding me firmly as if she needed proof that I was real. Her gaze searched me desperately, scanning every line, every shadow of my face, like she expected me to vanish or shift into something else.

I furrowed my brow, leaning closer into her palms. "Olivia, it’s me," I whispered, my thumb brushing her wrist where her pulse thundered. "I’m here. It’s Louis."

Her lips parted, but no words came. Only the sound of her breathing—shallow, uneven, frantic.

My wolf pushed at me, restless, agitated. He hated seeing her like this, hated the panic rolling off her in waves. I gathered her closer, one arm firm around her waist, the other covering her hand where it still clung to my cheek.

"You’re safe," I said, more firmly now, hoping she could anchor to my voice. "You’re with me, Olivia. Nothing’s going to hurt you."

My wolf prowled inside me, restless, wanting to protect her from whatever shadow still haunted her.

Finally, her lips moved, the words trembling out. "I... I had a dream."

I stilled, my arms tightening around her. "A dream?" I coaxed gently, brushing her damp hair away from her cheek. "Tell me, Olivia."

Her eyes brimmed with fresh fear, and her voice broke as she whispered, "You... and your brothers. You were lying in a pool of your blood."

My chest clenched. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. But I kept a calm expression.

Her hands shook harder against my skin, her words spilling faster. "It felt so real, Louis. I saw you all... your eyes closed, your bodies—" She choked, shaking her head as if she could erase the memory. Tears clung to her lashes, sliding down onto my fingers where I held her face. "I thought I lost you. All of you."

I swallowed hard, pushing back the cold weight pressing at my ribs. I cupped her tighter, forcing her to meet my gaze. "Look at me," I said firmly, though my tone softened at the edges. "We’re here. I’m here. No one is bleeding, no one is dying. It was a dream, Olivia." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

But even as I spoke, I knew it didn’t feel like just a dream, but I didn’t want Olivia to feel my worry.

I pressed a kiss against her forehead, anchoring us both. "You won’t lose me. Do you hear me? No matter what you saw... you won’t lose us."

She nodded faintly and rested her head against my chest, her arms winding tightly around my waist. I exhaled deeply and closed my eyes, stroking her hair with slow tenderness. I didn’t know why Olivia would dream something so vivid, but deep down, I sensed it wasn’t just ordinary—it felt like a warning. And I knew I had to tell Lennox and Levi about it.

"Louis, I’m worried." Olivia suddenly spoke after a few moments of silence. Before I could ask why, she continued. "Frederick is bent on marrying me, and my mother is in support of it."

Her words tightened something in my chest instantly. Frederick. Even his name on her lips made my wolf bristle, angry and restless.

I held her close, brushing a kiss to the crown of her head, and allowed myself to relax too. It didn’t take long—I drifted to sleep too. With Olivia there, peace came easily. The night passed like a balm to my soul, and I slept deeply, not knowing morning had arrived until a sudden tug yanked at my mind, sharp enough to jolt me awake.

I blinked awake, my wolf instantly on guard. It was Lennox.

"Louis." His voice was firm but carried an edge of unease. "Calvin is here. He’s demanding to see Olivia. He says she is not home, and she’s not responding to him. He thinks she is here," he said slowly.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. What a way to be dragged awake.

"Louis." Lennox called me out and paused. His pause was heavy, suspicious. "Is Olivia with you?"

I sat up slowly, careful not to wake her, though my jaw tightened. Damn it. Of course Calvin would choose now to come sniffing around. And Lennox—he already suspected.

I glanced down at Olivia sleeping peacefully against me, my arm still around her. My chest ached at the thought of anyone dragging her back into that chaos.

"Lennox," I answered through the link, keeping my tone flat, calm. "She’s safe. That’s all you need to know right now."

But I knew this wasn’t going to end here.