Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 27: Hurting each other

Chapter 27: Hurting each other

Lennox's POV

I should have walked away.

I should have left her standing there, wet hair clinging to her skin, wrapped in nothing but that damn towel that made it impossible to think straight.

But I didn't.

I couldn't control it—the jealousy, the anger, the possessiveness burning through my veins like wildfire. I knew I shouldn't feel this way. I knew Louis was mated to her too. But the thought of her kissing him, of her enjoying it, of her getting wet for him—for him alone—drove me insane.

And now, here she was, standing before me, wrapped in nothing but a towel, staring at me with those defiant eyes, daring me to react.

"Of course, I enjoyed it," she suddenly said, her voice sharp, cutting through the thick air between us. "We can even fuck if we want. I prefer him to you, and I'd pick him over you any day."

The words hit like a punch to the gut, but I didn't let it show. I just stared at her, my hands pressing against the wall on either side of her.

My entire body went rigid.

She didn't know.

She had no idea.

No idea what she had done to me. No idea what I had been through because of her.

She didn't remember what she did years ago—the words that shattered whatever affection I had for her. She didn't know that those words had already ripped me apart once, and here she was, unknowingly twisting the knife deeper.

She didn't know that was why I hated her.

I forced a smirk, masking the rage threatening to consume me. If she wanted to play this game, fine. But she had no idea who she was playing with.

I leaned in, my lips barely inches from her ear. "Then why, Olivia," I whispered darkly, "why can I smell your arousal right now?"

Her breath hitched, but she quickly masked it with a glare. I chuckled, low and dangerous, brushing my fingers against her bare arm just to watch her shiver.

"You can say whatever you want," I murmured, letting my lips almost graze her skin. "You can keep pretending. But your body? It already knows the truth."

Her heart pounded, but she kept a hard expression. "I don't know what you are talking about," she spat.

I smirked. "There's only one way to find out,"

And before she could argue, I cupped her cheeks and crashed my lips against hers.

It wasn't soft. It wasn't gentle.

It was a battle.

arms, lips pressing back with just as much force. But the moment my

my body against hers, letting her feel exactly what she was doing to me. My hands roamed lower, gripping her waist, then trailing over the soft curve of

her thigh, slowly inching up, teasing, daring her

But she didn't.

a hunger I couldn't control. She struggled to keep up with my pace, her soft whimpers fueling the fire

towel, finding her bare skin—warm and inviting. I cupped her breast through the thin fabric, feeling her body shudder at my touch. A low moan escaped her lips, and fuck, that sound nearly

my fingers lower, brushing against her entrance. She gasped, parting her legs for me, her body already begging for more. My fingers found her slick heat, and I groaned as I teased her

thought of sinking into her. "So fucking tight,"

No man had ever fucked her. I made sure

anyone who even dared to look at

how much I hated her, I never wanted anyone else to

wet, and it only made me

I had never felt this way—not

her closer, deepening our kiss, swallowing every

left hers, trailing down her neck as I tugged the towel off her shoulders. My eyes darkened at the sight of her

mouth, sucking hard while my other hand

drove into her faster, her walls tightening around me. Her cries grew louder, her hands

I pulled my finger out.

and falling rapidly, her wide eyes

thought." I smirked and took a

did better. Learn from him, Alpha Lennox. You have a long way to

vanished in

as

Unfortunately, Louis did better.

My jaw clenched, fingers curling into fists at my sides. She

had no idea—no fucking idea—the beast

her body betraying every lie she tried to feed me. I could still smell her arousal—the way she had melted under my touch, the way she had begged

she was, throwing his name in my face like it meant

step toward

She held her ground.

Of course, she did.

up to mine, forcing her to meet my gaze. Her pupils

me?" I murmured, my voice deadly calm. "You think saying such a lie will change

but she masked

have seen the way I moaned for him," she spat,

let out a

back, letting my eyes rake over

said coldly. "Even Anita—who my brother and I have fucked more times than I can count—is tighter than you. Who knows?