Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 186

Chapter 186: The Decision

Levi's POV

The moment the doctor mentioned termination, something in my chest twisted.

None of us said a word. We just stood there, silent, emotionless. My eyes stayed fixed on Anita. She looked so weak on that bed, like she was barely holding on.

I didn't want to be here.

But I couldn't leave either.

Two nurses returned with equipment while a doctor wheeled over a small machine. One of the nurses gently pulled up Anita's dress and applied a clear gel over her stomach. It made a soft squelching sound as she rubbed it in with a gloved hand. Anita didn't move. She wasn't unconscious, but she looked too tired to even react.

"She's stable enough for the ultrasound now," the doctor said quietly. "We'll check the babies."

Babies.

The word made my chest tighten again.

These might be our babies.

Louis and Lennox stood silently beside me. We were all watching, but none of us said a word.

The nurse pressed the probe against her belly, and after a few seconds, black-and-white images flickered on the monitor.

"Come closer," the doctor said softly. "You'll want to see this."

At first, we hesitated as we exchanged glances with each other, none of us moving forward.

"Alphas? You don't want to come check?" the doctor asked again.

We looked at each other again before we stepped forward, slowly.

And then we saw them.

Two small shapes. Curled up. Still developing—but clearly there. Two tiny, flickering heartbeats on the screen, their lives pulsing with every second.

"Three," the doctor confirmed. "They're about three months along."

I felt my throat go dry. My hands clenched into fists at my sides.

"They don't look healthy, but they can survive," the doctor continued, eyes focused on the screen. "But one of them… this one here…" He pointed to the smaller figure. "This one's a little weaker. The heartbeat is slower. That's the one we're most concerned about."

"What are the chances?" Lennox asked, his voice low, tinged with worry.

The doctor didn't answer.

Instead, the healers stepped forward, placing their hands gently over Anita's stomach. They began murmuring softly, their voices rising and falling in a rhythmic chant.

The room went still again, heavy with tension.

Then one of the healers, the older woman, looked up and spoke.

"Alphas, if you want these pups to survive… you have to mark her."

My brows furrowed. "She already has our mark," I said—though deep down, I knew that wasn't what she meant.

The healer shook her head. "No. That mark is shallow. You marked her as a concubine… not a mate."

Lennox cursed under his breath. Louis looked away.

"And that mark," she continued, "was meant to keep your Luna from feeling pain when you laid with this woman. You know that."

We knew.

"She carries your children," the healer said. "But her body is not connected to yours through a mate bond. There is no strength flowing between you. Her womb is trying to carry your strong pups."

My stomach turned.

"So what are you saying?" Louis asked tightly, sounding like he already knew where this conversation was heading to.

The healer looked between us. "If you want to save these pups… if you want them to live… all of you must mark her again. As a mate, this time. A true bond. The mate bond will give her strength to carry your pups."

There was a long pause.

Then, in perfect unison, the three of us spoke.

"No."

It was loud. And it was firm.

The healer didn't argue. She looked as if she had expected us to give such a response. She only nodded, slowly.

"Then prepare yourselves," she said calmly. "Because without that bond… the babies may not make it."

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