Levi's POV
Louis and I stood frozen, the weight of the sorcerer's words pressing down on us like a mountain. Olivia had to reject Lennox—or die with him. But both of us knew she would never do that.
Louis was the first to find his voice. "You don't understand," he said tightly. "Olivia won't reject him. Even if it kills her, she'll hold on."
The sorcerer regarded him for a long moment, then turned to me. His expression was unreadable, his voice calm but cold. "Then perhaps… someone else can."
I frowned. "What do you mean?"
He stepped closer, his gaze fixed solely on me. "The three of you are bound—brothers sharing one bloodline, one spiritual thread. Her bond with Alpha Lennox runs through that same thread. Which means…" He paused, studying us. "Either of you could act on her behalf."
Louis stiffened beside me. "You're saying we can reject him for her?"
