Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 26: Jealous?

Chapter 26: Jealous?

Olivia's POV

It wasn't soft. It wasn't gentle. It was raw, desperate, furious. His mouth claimed mine with an urgency that sent a jolt through my entire body. Heat flared between us, burning away the cold night air.

I gasped against his lips, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he deepened the kiss, his tongue forcing past my lips—demanding, conquering. This kiss was different, so different from the one we shared at the altar. That kiss had been forced, a public display. But this… this was possessive, overwhelming, and undeniably my first real kiss.

His hands cradled my face as if trying to ground himself at this moment.

I hated him.

I hated him for kissing me like this. For making my body betray me.

For making me feel.

But I didn't stop him.

I kissed him back, matching his intensity, letting my anger, my pain, my frustration pour into it. If he wanted to shut me up, if he wanted to silence my words, then fine. But he would also feel every ounce of rage I had buried inside me.

As we kissed, Louis let out soft moans, and our wolves purred in delight. And me? It was a bittersweet feeling for me.

Louis broke the kiss first, his breath ragged as he pressed his forehead against mine.

"Stop saying you want to die," he muttered, his voice hoarse, filled with something that almost sounded like pain.

with uneven

his tone dark and laced with frustration, "I'd burn the whole damn world before I let you die. I have to make you

furrowed my brows. What

of panic washed over me, but the familiar smell of Lennox hit my nose, announcing his presence before he

gaze locked onto me and Louis.

eyes flickered between me and Louis, his expression unreadable, but the tension in his stance was

on my swollen lips, then flicked to Louis, still

his voice dangerously low. "What the hell is going

feel the ghost of his

the woods, so I followed to make sure she didn't

did she do?" he asked, his piercing

sighed. "She ran past the border and straight into the

me a glare. I could tell he wanted to say more, but he simply turned around and

exchanged glances. He frowned at me but said nothing as he started getting dressed. Ignoring

my way back, I could hear Louis's steps behind me, while Lennox was ahead,

I hated this.

they made

my lips

all, I hated the way Lennox's

scent of the pack house grew

up to my room. My wolf was still purring at the intense kiss Louis and I shared, but I pushed my mind against it and went to

I wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped back into my room, only to

was sitting on my

before I masked my surprise. Why