Olivia’s POV
The whole room went still.
Levi’s chest was rising so fast it looked like he couldn’t breathe. His fists curled, his wolf pushing hard beneath his skin... and then suddenly—he snapped.
He lunged.
Straight for Lennox.
I gasped and jumped forward instantly, blocking his path with both arms spread wide.
"Levi, STOP!"
He tried to push past me, but I shoved him back with all the strength I had. "If you dare lay a hand on him," I snapped, my voice low and shaking with fury, "I swear it will be the last time you ever use your hands. I will burn them both to ashes."
Levi froze.
Like he couldn’t believe what he just heard.
His eyes hurt... his jaw clenched... his chest trembled with anger and betrayal.
"Really?" he whispered. "So you’re taking his side?"
"No," I snapped back instantly. "I’m not on his side. I’m not on anybody’s side." My voice shook harder. "But if Lennox was standing on his own two feet, if he wasn’t in a wheelchair, if he wasn’t healing—then fine. Fight. Tear each other apart. I won’t care."
I stepped closer to him, my eyes burning into his.
"But not like this. Not when he can’t even stand. I won’t let you fight him in this state. Not today."
Levi scoffed... a sharp, bitter sound. "Stop it, Olivia. Just stop. You can pretend all you want, but we all know the truth."
"What truth?" I asked, breathing hard.
His eyes snapped to mine. "He’s your favorite."
The words deepened my frown... this again... why can’t he just believe me when I say I have no favorite...
Behind me, Lennox scoffed. "I’m glad you know," he muttered. "And you will always be second to me."
Louis let out a low curse under his breath.
Something inside me snapped at that moment.
I turned around and slapped Lennox across the face.
The sound echoed.
Lennox’s head jerked to the side.
Everyone went silent—including the guards.
"Stop provoking your brothers," I said through clenched teeth. "Not now. Not at a time like this. This isn’t about who’s better or who’s smarter. Our children are missing. Focus."
Lennox slowly looked back at me, shock flickering through his eyes.
Before anyone could say another word—
Riiiiing... Riiiiing...
Levi’s phone vibrated loudly in his pocket.
All of us turned.
Levi pulled it out with shaking hands... looked at the screen... and his face went pale.
Completely pale.
His fingers trembled as he answered.
"Hello?"
A beat.
Then another.
His eyes widened... his breath hitched... and he whispered,
"Who... who is this?"
Silence.
His throat bobbed.
Then Levi suddenly flinched, stepping back a little like someone punched him in the stomach.
"Oh my God..." he breathed. "No. No—please—wait—!"
Louis rushed toward him. "Levi—what is it? Who’s on the phone?"
Levi swallowed hard... tears suddenly building in his eyes.
"It’s them," he whispered. "The Shadow Fangs."
My stomach twisted painfully.
Louis froze.
Lennox’s fingers gripped his wheelchair handle.
I stepped forward, my voice breaking. "What... what did they say?"
Levi lifted the phone slowly, his hand shaking as he put the phone on loudspeaker.
For a second... nothing.
Just silence.
Then we heard it.
A small voice.
Tiny. Scared.
"Mom... fathers... please save us..."
My heart stopped.
Another little voice came next, shaking. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
"We’re scared... please come..."
Louis froze beside me.
Levi’s jaw tightened so hard I saw the muscle jump.
Even Lennox’s hands gripped his wheelchair armrests like he was holding himself back from breaking something.
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