Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 28: Behind My Back

Chapter 28: Behind My Back

Lennox's POV

My wolf growled in irritation the moment I saw Anita kneeling there, naked, head bowed in submission like she had done so many times before. But this time, it didn't ignite anything in me.

Not even a flicker of desire.

I clenched my jaw, stepping inside and slamming the door shut behind me. The sound echoed through the room, making Anita flinch slightly before lifting her head. She was beautiful—objectively so. Long hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, flawless skin, curves that had once been enough to satisfy me. But as I stared at her now, all I saw was the glaring fact that she wasn't Olivia.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" My voice was cold, void of the amusement and desire I once had for her little games.

Anita smiled—a slow, sultry thing that had once made my blood heat. "I was waiting for you, Alpha," she purred, running her hands up her thighs. "I missed you. It's been too long."

I scoffed, raking a hand through my hair. "Get up, Anita."

She blinked, her smile disappearing. "What?"

"I said, get the fuck up." My patience was razor-thin, my mood still tangled in Olivia's scent, her taste, the way she had moaned my name even while trying to push me away.

Anita hesitated for a moment before slowly rising to her feet, her expression shifting from seduction to confusion. "I don't understand. You've never told me to stop before."

I exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Yeah, well, things change."

Her eyes darkened with something sharp. "This is about her, isn't it?"

I didn't answer.

She let out a bitter laugh, stepping closer, pressing her naked body against mine. "You think she's different?" she whispered, her lips brushing my jaw. "Are you developing a soft spot for that bitch?"

My hand shot up, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look at me. "Don't call her a bitch." My voice was lethal, every syllable dripping with venom.

Anita smirked, but there was pain behind her eyes. "No, she's worse. Because she doesn't even want you."

I stiffened.

She pressed her hands against my chest, trailing them down my stomach, her voice dropping into something almost pitying. "But I do."

For the first time in my life, I felt nothing.

Not even anger.

her wrists and pulled her hands off me.

widened in shock.

said, get the

left no room for argument. She stared at me for a long moment, her lips parting like she wanted to say something, but then she huffed, grabbing her discarded robe and throwing

where I become your mistress. Are

I frowned.

you're

me the way you wanted. In your room, in the woods, at the seashore. And now you

wolf growled, my frown

you like it or

rubbing a hand down my face. But no amount of deep breaths could calm the storm raging

Olivia was still on

taste was still

hated that

room pushed open, and Levi

us… she said you kicked her

"Yeah. I wasn't in the mood. Anita acts like

eyes flicked over me as he moved closer. His nostrils flared, and his

"You reek," he muttered.

through my hair.

voice was clipped, laced with something

I tensed, my wolf baring its teeth in warning. Louis took another step closer, his jaw clenched so tightly I

brother," he said, his tone deceptively calm, "why the fuck do you smell

glare head-on, crossing my arms. "Why do

chuckle. "Why do I care?" His lips curled, a smirk that held nothing but anger. "Maybe because you were frowning at me when you found out I kissed her. Acting all high and mighty. And now, what? You go behind my back and do the same

darted between us, his brows furrowing, but

step forward, towering over Louis, my voice dropping into a

hypocrite, Lennox. You act like you don't want her, yet you

into his chest. "Says the man I caught kissing her in

to question me?" I jabbed a finger into his chest again,

rich coming from

for

more dangerous. His nostrils flared, his hands curling into fists at his sides. "Try

us, but

my wolf clawing for control. My vision blurred at the edges, my body already shifting slightly. The room filled with raw,

slammed his hand between us, shoving us apart with enough

his voice sharp with authority. "Both

at each other, our chests rising and falling heavily,