Fated To Not Just One, But Three-Chapter 147: Will be Back

Lennox's POV

My brothers and I impatiently tapped our feet against the wooden floor as we waited for the seer to finish with her incantation. When we came last night, she told us she couldn't see anything, that we should return today.

None of us had slept last night.

We tried.

But how could we?

Our Olivia was missing, taken by someone who had the resources and guts to breach pack territory, disable our surveillance, and vanish into the night—possibly in a damn helicopter.

Even my wolf had been pacing and growling inside me nonstop.

We hadn't bathed, hadn't changed clothes. The same clothes we wore when we jumped out of bed in a panic still clung to us, wrinkled and damp with sweat. None of that mattered now.

What mattered was finding her.

The seer sat cross-legged on a mat in front of us, muttering ancient incantations, her eyes glowing faintly with power. The small hut we were in smelled of herbs, smoke, and old magic. Time seemed to stretch painfully slow.

I tapped my foot again. Levi was pacing behind me, arms crossed, his jaw clenched. Louis stood by the window, his eyes darting back and forth like he expected someone to attack us from the woods.

We had done everything we could in the past few hours.

Made dozens of calls.

Warned all our allies.

Told them what happened.

Told them Olivia was taken.

Everyone was shocked. Some were angry. Others promised to keep their eyes and ears open. A few even offered help, sending out their own scouts to check the skies and nearby cities.

But still—nothing.

No sightings.

No leads.

Just dead ends.

Levi had been the most restless. He hadn't sat still once. His wolf was on edge, snapping at anyone who tried to calm him down. Louis, usually the composed one among us three, had started snapping too. Every second that passed without word on Olivia's whereabouts was torture.

"She's taking too long," Levi growled, his voice low but filled with impatience.

"She said she needs full focus," I reminded him, though my own patience was wearing thin. "Let her work."

Levi huffed and kept pacing.

I rubbed my face with both hands, my body heavy with exhaustion, stress, and fear. We hadn't even washed up this morning—we'd come straight here after getting the report from the patrols.

Still in our boots.

Still in yesterday's clothes.

Still haunted by that last image of Olivia's empty room.

I couldn't shake the thought of her being scared… or hurt.

"We have to find her," Louis muttered from the window. "Before the full moon."

I nodded slowly. "We will."

But deep down, I feared we were already running out of time.

It was already 11 a.m.

My wolf stirred anxiously, sensing time slipping through our fingers.

By 7 p.m… she'd go into heat.

And if she wasn't safe by then… Goddess help us—Goddess help her.

My chest tightened painfully.

I swallowed hard and stepped away from the wall, my eyes fixed on the flickering candles in front of the seer, though I wasn't really seeing them.

"She's never been away from us before," I said suddenly, my voice low, rough. "Not for a full day."

Levi and Louis both went still.

"Even when we hated her…" I continued, the words scraping against my throat, "even when we treated her like dirt… I always saw her. Every day."

My voice cracked a little.

"She'd walk past me, and I'd pretend not to care. But I still looked. I still made sure I saw her."

Louis looked down at the floor, jaw clenched.

"I convinced myself I didn't care," I went on. "That she was just an unwanted mate forced on us by fate. Nothing more…"

I laughed bitterly under my breath, shaking my head. "But now she's gone. And I've never felt this hollow in my life."

No one spoke.

There was nothing to say.

I clenched my fists. "And now—for the first time—she's truly gone. Out there. Alone. Possibly scared. And we don't know where the hell she is."

Levi's pacing slowed, his breathing heavy.

Louis stepped closer and finally spoke, his voice filled with worry. "I want her back."

"Me too," Levi murmured.

I sucked a deep breath. "Me too."

The seer suddenly gasped and sat up straighter, like something had taken over her.

We all froze.

Her hands shook in her lap, and for a moment, she didn't say anything. Then her glowing eyes focused on us again.

"She's alive," the seer whispered.

My heart stopped. Levi stepped forward. Louis looked like he was holding his breath.

"She's alive," the seer said again, louder this time. "But there's a choker around her neck. A magical one. That's why she can't mind link to you. That's why your wolves can't reach her. It's blocking everything."

"She isn't hurt…" Levi muttered.

"No," the seer said. "She's trying to reach you… but she can't."

I stepped closer, heart racing. "Where is she? Can you see her?"

The seer shut her eyes tightly, trying harder. Then she sighed and shook her head.

"Yes. She is very fine."

Levi growled. "Then tell us—who took her? Who has her?"

The seer opened her eyes and looked at each of us. Her voice was calm but serious.

"You'll see him," she said. "He will bring her to you himself."

"Him?" Louis echoed. "So it's a man?"

She didn't answer directly—just repeated, "You will see him."

A cold feeling crept through my chest.

"She's going into heat tonight," Levi said, his voice tight and full of worry. "The full moon is tonight. If he touches her—"

"He won't," the seer said sharply, cutting him off.

We all stared at her.

"She won't be touched," she said again. "Your mate will come back to you… untouched. By tomorrow morning."

I wanted to believe her so badly. But I was scared. We all were.

"How do you know that?" Louis asked. "What if you're wrong?"

The seer looked at us calmly. "Tell me something. In all the time you've known me… have I ever said something that didn't come true?"

None of us spoke.

Because the answer was no.

Every single thing she'd ever prophesied had happened. Always.

"I've seen it," she said softly. "She'll come back. She'll be okay. And untouched."

I took a shaky breath and looked at my brothers.

They still looked worried. I was too.

But somewhere deep down… we started to believe her.

"Don't waste today worrying about things that won't happen," the seer added. "She will come back. Whole, safe, and all you have to do is sit and wait for her return."

I sucked a deep breath and murmured a thank you to her before leaving.

We walked back to the pack house in silence, the tension and fear bubbling inside us. Gravel crunched under our boots, the wind tugged at our clothes, but no one spoke. We were each lost in our thoughts—each of us looking so worried.

By the time we reached the pack house, the halls were quiet, most of the pack either out on searches or resting from the night's chaos. Our footsteps echoed down the corridor as we made our way upstairs.

We all entered my room.

Levi kicked a chair across the room the moment the door closed behind us. It slammed into the wall with a loud crack. "I hate this. Just waiting around like this—it's driving me insane."

"I know," I said quietly, crossing to the window. I pulled the curtains aside and looked out into the woods, half-hoping I'd see her running toward us. "But we're doing what we can."

"Are we?" Louis asked. "We've called allies. Sent out patrols. Spoken to the seer. What else is left?"

My jaw tightened.

"There's one person we haven't reached out to," I said, turning from the window.

They both looked at me.

"Uncle."

Their eyes widened slightly.

"Our father's younger brother," I said. "We haven't contacted him. He has connections in America. A whole damn pack under his command. Resources we don't."

Louis exhaled slowly. "He always said to reach out if we ever needed him."

Levi crossed his arms. "We never have."

"Well, we do now."

Without waiting for their response, I closed my eyes and focused, reaching through the pack bond. It took a moment—the distance between us made the link faint, thinner than usual—but eventually, I found the flicker of his presence.

"Uncle," I mind-linked, my voice firm despite the knot in my stomach. "It's Lennox. I'm sorry to contact you like this… but we need your help."

There was a pause—then his voice came through, deep and alert.

"Lennox? Is everything alright?"

"No." My throat tightened. "Our mate… she's missing. Taken from pack territory. We've searched everywhere, used every connection we have. But we're running out of time."

A long silence.

"You have a mate?" he finally asked, sounding genuinely surprised. It was then I remembered we didn't even invite him to our wedding.

"And she's missing?"

"Yes. And we need help. Whoever took her might have crossed borders. Could be in your territory—or at least using it to hide."

His tone shifted instantly, solidifying with authority. "You should have told me sooner. Send me her picture. I'll activate my scouts immediately. We'll start a search across the States. I have people from coast to coast."

Relief bloomed in my chest, momentarily dulling the ache.

"Thank you, Uncle. I'll send it now."

"Do it fast. And Lennox—We'll find her. I promise you that."

I opened my eyes, blinking away the burning sensation behind them. My brothers looked at me with questions.

"He's in," I said. "Told us to send her photo. He's mobilizing his scouts across America."

Levi finally sat down, his hands dragging over his face. "Good. That's something. That's finally something."

Louis crossed to my desk and pulled open the drawer. "I'll get her picture."