Chapter 185: Complications

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In Chapter 183 of "Fated To Not Just One, But Three": Chapter 185: ComplicationsLennox's POV I headed into the servant quarters, and a maid quickly led me... Discover the next events!

Chapter 185: ComplicationsLennox's POV I headed into the servant quarters, and a maid quickly led me to one of the rooms. As soon as I stepped inside, I saw Anita—curled up, clutching her stomach, and crying out in pain. A healer, a middle-aged woman, was already with her, but it didn't look like anything was getting better. "What's happening?" I asked, my voice sharp as I stepped forward. The healer bowed her head respectfully before answering. "I think she's having a complication, Alpha. This is medical… it's beyond me," she said, her voice laced with deep concern. I frowned, turning my eyes back to Anita. She was clearly in agony, her body twisting, her face soaked in tears. Louis entered behind me, his gaze scanning the room. "What's going on?" "I don't know," I muttered. "Get the car ready. We're taking her to the pack hospital." Without waiting for a reply, I strode to the bed and carefully lifted Anita into my arms. I didn't want to carry her—but letting her walk on her own would waste too much time. She whimpered, her fingers clinging tightly to my shirt. In the hallway, we ran into Levi, who looked alarmed. "What is happening?" he asked, clearly confused. "I have no idea. We're going to the pack hospital," I said. "I'm coming," he said as he tagged along. Outside, the car was already waiting. Louis was in the driver's seat. I helped a sobbing Anita into the back seat, then got in beside her. Levi slipped into the front seat next to Louis started the car and took off. The drive was anything but quiet. Anita sobbed uncontrollably, curled into a corner, clutching her stomach. I glanced at her, trying not to let my face show what I felt. No matter how much we hated her… No matter what she had done… Those babies—if they were ours—we couldn't ignore that. Yes, we hated her. Yes, we might not want those babies. But they existed, and we couldn't change that. And deep down, I knew my brothers were just as worried as me. Levi kept clenching and unclenching his fists in the front seat. Louis had his jaw locked tight, eyes focused on the road like he was racing against death. We didn't speak, but we didn't need to. We were all thinking the same thing: What if something happens to those babies? What if they really are ours? What if— "We're here," Louis said tightly as we pulled up to the pack hospital gates. Two nurses waiting outside rushed toward us the moment they saw us arrive. Sёarᴄh the novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. I opened the door and stepped out quickly, lifting Anita into my arms again. She was still crying, but her voice was hoarse now, like she was losing strength. "Attend to her… she is pregnant!" I barked, pushing past the doors as the nurses guided us inside. The smell of antiseptic hit me immediately and I grimaced. I've always hated the smell of hospitals. A doctor ran over. "Bring her in here!" They led us into a small emergency room, and I gently laid her down on the hospital bed. Levi and Louis stood close beside me. We watched as the staff worked fast. Among the staff were two gynecologists and two healers. As the doctor checked her vitals, hooking her up to machines, the healers performed incantations. For several tense minutes, we stood there watching them tend to a pain-ridden Anita. Her dress was lifted, and I found myself staring at her belly. Looking closely, I could just make out the faint rise of a baby bump. It was small due to her Flat stomach, but it could be seen now without a dress covering it. I exchanged worried glances with my brothers. But we said nothing. We stood silently as the doctors and healers worked around her. Machines beeped, soft voices murmured, and the air was so heavy it felt suffocating. "She's losing strength," one of the doctors said. One of the nurses quickly wiped Anita's forehead. She was barely conscious now, mumbling in pain. Her fingers kept twitching, like she was trying to hold on to something, anything. One of the doctors stepped forward. "She's having complications tied to a previous miscarriage," he explained. "There's internal stress on her womb. One of the babies might not survive." My heart sank. Louis's jaw clenched again. Levi said nothing, but I saw the way he leaned forward slightly, like he wanted to do something—but didn't know what. "We've stabilized her for now," the doctor added, "but we'll need to monitor her closely. Her hormone levels are all over the place. It's an imbalance we don't normally see this far along." One of the healers approached us. "Alphas, are you the fathers of these pups?" she asked, sounding curious. None of us answered. We didn't move. We didn't even blink. But our silence gave her all the answer she needed. "You are not mates," she said gently. "This woman… she's not your fated one." I swallowed hard and exchanged glances with my brothers. "She bears no true mating mark," the other healer added. "Only a concubine mark. Chosen. Not destined." "Her body is struggling," the healer in front of us added. "Her womb is trying to carry life that wasn't created through a bond. That's why it's failing." Levi frowned. "What does that mean for the babies?" The healer sighed. "It means the pregnancy will always be risky. Her body wasn't made to carry your kind of children—not without a mate bond to strengthen the connection." Louis looked away, jaw tight again. "She can survive this," the healer continued, "but there's no guarantee the babies will. Not unless something changes. The womb is weak, the energy of the unborn is unstable and too strong for her." I rubbed my jaw, feeling something heavy sit in my chest. I didn't want this. I didn't want any of it. But here it was. "She is still in danger?" I asked. "Yes," the healer replied. "And so are the babies. All we can do is try to hold the pregnancy together as long as we can." She bowed and went back to attend to Anita. I looked down at Anita again. Her face was pale, lips dry, and her hair stuck to her forehead with sweat. She looked so different from the proud, demanding woman I knew. She looked like a shadow of herself… like she was at the brink of death. And even though I hated her… I couldn't bring myself to feel nothing. "We will do an ultrasound," the doctor said, "to check the health of the pups. If they're stable, we continue. But if we find severe complications…" He paused, inhaling deeply. "We will have to terminate the pregnancy to save her life."

Chapter 185: Complications

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