"Levi… I need you to get better. I don't like seeing you like this…" Addison whispered again, her voice trembling. She had never seen Levi so hurt, so fragile, and the sight made her chest tighten painfully.
Only now did she realize that the strong, unyielding boulder who had always stood behind her, steadying her, protecting her, was now crumbling. The thought of him in pain, his life hanging by a thread, filled her with a deep, unfamiliar fear.
And in that moment, her own feelings became clear. She had always thought her emotions for Levi were complicated, that her fondness was merely comfort and habit. But now she saw the truth: of all three of her fated mates, Levi had quietly been her steadfast support.
He had never hurt her, never failed her; he knew her entirely, her likes, her dislikes, the small details of her day, and listened without impatience.
