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.

grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands off me. "Get

eyes widened

said, get the fuck out,

me for a long moment, her lips parting like she wanted to say something, but

become your mistress. Are

I frowned.

you're not trying to go

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

wolf growled, my frown

concubine—whether you like it or not," Anita declared in anger before storming

a hand down my face. But no amount of deep breaths could calm

was still on

was still

fucking hated that

door to my room pushed open,

reported you to us…

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

sharp eyes flicked over me as he moved closer. His nostrils

"You reek," he muttered.

a hand through

clipped, laced with something I didn't

Louis took another step closer, his

his tone deceptively calm, "why

crossing my arms. "Why do you

curled, a smirk that held nothing but anger. "Maybe because you were frowning at me when you found out I

us, his brows furrowing, but

Louis, my voice dropping into a dangerous growl. "And

fucking hypocrite, Lennox. You act like you don't

snarled, jabbing a finger into his chest. "Says the man I

a finger into his chest again, stepping even closer.

rich coming from you. You wanted to rip my throat out when

for a different reason," I growled,

more dangerous. His nostrils flared, his hands

youngest among us, but he

for control. My vision blurred at the edges, my body already shifting slightly. The room filled with raw, crackling tension, and I could see Louis bracing himself, ready to

Levi slammed his hand between us, shoving us

sharp with authority. "Both of you—back the fuck

at each other, our chests rising and falling heavily, but neither of us