Olivia's POV
For a moment, a heavy and suffocating silence filled the room. Everyone stood frozen, trying to process what the healer had just said. Me? I couldn't even breathe.
My hands instinctively went to my belly. There was life inside me. Tiny, fragile, pure. But to save that life, I'd have to stop the ritual—the same ritual keeping Lennox alive.
"No…" I whispered, shaking my head slowly. "I can't stop. We're too close. It's only two days left."
The healer's expression turned serious. "Child, listen to me carefully. If you continue this blood ritual, you're endangering not just your life, but your pup's. The spell drains your energy—and that energy is shared with the little one inside you."
"I don't care!" I snapped, tears burning my eyes. "I've come this far. I can't give up on Lennox now. He's almost there, I can feel it!"
