Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 352: Everywhere

Levi's POV

The anger that had been burning inearlier was gone, and now it was replaced by panic. A knot pulled tight in

my chest as | thought of Lennox, alone, furious, drowning himself in alcohol. That wasn’t good. We all knew how

he handled things when the weight got too heavy.

Despite being the strongest among us—physically, mentally, in almost every way—Lennox always carried more

than he should. He took failures harder, betrayals deeper, and words sharper than anyone realized. People saw

his strength and assumed he could take anything. They never noticed how deeply it cut him when he felt

misunderstood or doubted.

| remembered his face when Olivia turned on him earlier as she said he shouldn't have made such a mistake. |

saw how it hit him. Not just as a scolding, but like a wound. To Lennox, being the eldest meant more than

responsibility—it was identity, pride, and purpose. To be accused of failing, even accidentally... it gutted him.

And then me. The way | had spat my own pain back at him, accusing him of meaning it... those words weren't

just anger. They had struck deep. | could see it in his eyes before he left.

Now, knowing he was drunk and blaming himself, | couldn't stop my wolf from pacing inside me. | feared what he

might do. Lennox was strong, yes, but when he thought he had lost the people he cared about most, he became

fragile.

And if he really believed he had lost bothand Olivia in one day... | didn’t even want to think about how far he

might go.

| jumped off the bed, dragging my shirt over my head with shaky hands. "We have to look for him," | said quickly,

my voice sharp with panic.

Louis was already pulling on his jacket, ready to set out. Olivia didn’t even bother changing out of the shirt she

wore—one of Louis’s—she just followed, her face pale and worried. None of us cared about appearances now. We

just needed to find him.

We rushed outside, the late morning air cool against my heated skin, and piled into the car. Louis slid behind the

wheel, | sat beside him, and Olivia took the back. My wolf clawed restlessly, urgingto push faster, to reach

him before anything could happen.

Louis pressed his foot down, and the engine roared as we followed Lennox’s scent trail. It was strong, almost

overwhelming at first, leading us out of the pack grounds and deeper into the pack.

The first stop—the old training grounds. The open field was empty, silent except for the wind cutting through the

grass. His scent lingered, sharp and recent, but fading.

"Damn it, he was here," | muttered, scanning the area, my wolf pressing against my skin. "But he left."

Louis scanned the field, his jaw tight. "He's not settling anywhere. That's not good."

Olivia's arms wrapped around herself. "He doesn’t want to be found."

| turned to her quickly. "Don’t say that. We'll find him."

We got back in the car, following the trail again.

The second stop—the cliffside by the northern woods. The one we used to sneak to as kids, when we needed to

breathe away from everyone. My stomach twisted when | saw the half-empty bottle smashed on the ground, the

sharp burn of whiskey in the air.

"He's drinking more," Louis said under his breath, his jaw tight. His hands gripped the steering wheel hard

enough to whiten his knuckles.

But again... no Lennox.

| kicked the shards hard enough to scatter them. "He's tearing himself apart."

Olivia's voice trembled. "This is where we used to cas kids. If he’s here, it means..." She stopped, pressing

her lips shut.

"Means what?" | snapped.

Her eyes shimmered. "It means he’s breaking."

We pressed on.

The third stop—the abandoned cabin near the river. The door hung open, creaking in the wind. His scent was all

over it, heavy and strong, but he wasn’t there. Just the faint sound of the river rushing, mocking the silence that

stretched between us.

Olivia's hands twisted in her lap, her face pale. "He's moving around," she whispered, almost to herself. "He

doesn’t want to be found."

Her words hit hard.

| slammed the car door. "Then too damn bad—we’re not letting him disappear."

Louis started the car again, his jaw set. "we'll keep looking until we find him."

We kept driving, the road winding farther from the heart of the pack. The scent trail was scattered now—strong

in places, faint in others—as if Lennox himself couldn't decide where to go, only that he didn’t want to be found.

The fourth stop—the border gates. We slowed as Louis pulled the car up to the guard post. His scent lingered

heavy here, too, but when | asked the warriors, they said he had passed through quickly, not speaking to

anyone. My stomach tightened.

We turned back, following the trail deeper into the territory, closer to where his own hsat tucked away in the

hills.

The fifth stop—the old watchtower ruins. My wolf stirred uneasily as | stepped out of the car. Broken glass glinted

at the base of the crumbled stones. Another bottle. The air reeked of alcohol and his scent. My hands curled into

fists. He was drinking faster, harder.

"Damn it," | hissed, kicking the dirt. "He's drinking faster, harder."

Louis crouched, sniffing the ground, his expression grim. "He didn’t stay long," he muttered. "He's drifting,

restless."

| raked a hand through my hair. "Restless is one thing. Running from us? That's worse."

Olivia hugged herself tightly, her face pale in the late morning light. "He’s hurting," she whispered. "He doesn’t

want to be found because he thinks he’s a burden."

Her words sank heavily into me

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Louis’s grip on the wheel tightened as he scanned the tree line. "He's running from us. He's not thinking

straight."

We got back in the car. My wolf clawed at my chest, restless, angry at my helplessness. Every second wasted felt

like we were losing him piece by piece.

| cursed under my breath, fists clenched. "Damn it, he’s everywhere and nowhere."

Olivia pressed her forehead to the window, silent, her face pale with worry. | could feel her pain through the

bond, intense and raw, as if it were my own.

We drove again, following the trail, but it was scattered now, pulling in too many directions at once. My chest

ached with panic, my wolf snarling in frustration.

Finally, Louis slowed the car, his jaw tight, eyes dark as he stared ahead at the empty road. His voice cut through

the silence, low but firm.

"I think... | have an idea."