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.

swallowed hard, my chest rising and falling with uneven

he said, his tone dark and laced with frustration, "I'd burn the whole damn world before I

my brows. What was he

ask, the rustling of leaves caught my attention. A wave 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. I was already dressed, but Louis wasn't, he was

sharp eyes flickered between me and Louis, his expression unreadable, but

lingered on my swollen lips, then flicked to Louis, still bare from the

he said, his voice dangerously low. "What the hell is

ghost of his

guards that Olivia ran into the woods, so I followed to make sure she didn't do something

do?" he asked, his piercing gaze fixed on me

ran past the border and

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

said nothing as he started getting dressed.

made my way back, I could hear Louis's steps behind me,

I hated this.

they made

hated the way my lips still tingled from

all, I hated the way Lennox's anger felt like a blade slicing

myself to keep moving. The scent of the pack house grew stronger—a reminder that I couldn't just disappear

purring at the intense kiss Louis and I shared, but I pushed my mind against

away the lingering heat of the night, I wrapped a towel around my waist and

was sitting on my

my surprise. Why hadn't