Chapter 175: What I Felt
Olivia’s POV
"Why are they not up yet?" Sir Damon asked, his worry so obvious in his voice.
The healers didn’t respond as they kept doing their incantations.
Where I stood beside the door, I felt guilty and worried. You can’t blame me... I once loved them. Loved? No... that word felt too weak. I adored them. Cherished them. I worshipped the ground they walked on.
And now they were lying there in such a state because of my action.
My wolf whimpered deep inside me. She was scared, just like me. I swallowed hard, trying to push the fear away, but it was growing stronger by the second.
"What the fuck is the problem!" Sir Damon suddenly shouted, stepping closer. "Why is none of them responding yet?!"
His voice cracked with panic. I understood why. These were his only sons. And now all three were in danger.
One of the healers finally spoke, her voice filled with worry.
"It’s the bond," she said. "The emotional connection between them and Luna Olivia. It’s strong... and what she did—making out with another wolf—caused them a deep pain. A pain their wolves didn’t know how to handle."
I felt my heart drop.
Lady Fiona looked at me, really looked. Her eyes were full of sadness, maybe disappointment, but she didn’t say anything. She turned her gaze back to the triplets.