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

eyes widened in

get the

She stared at me for a long moment, her lips parting like she wanted to say something, but then she huffed,

become your mistress. Are you forgetting that?" she

I frowned.

hope you're not trying to go

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

wolf growled, my frown

become your concubine—whether you like

her, I exhaled, rubbing a hand down my face. But no amount of deep breaths

was still on

still on my

I fucking hated that I wanted

door to my room pushed open, and Levi and Louis walked

his eyes. "Anita just reported you to us… she said you kicked her out

to my feet. "Yeah. I wasn't in the mood. Anita acts like everything

moved closer. His nostrils flared, and

"You reek," he muttered.

scoffed, running a hand through my hair.

laced

in warning. Louis took

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

crossing my arms. "Why do

but anger. "Maybe because you were frowning at me when you found out I

between us, his brows furrowing, but

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

Lennox. You act like

"Says the

muscles coiling with tension. "But now you want to question me?" I jabbed a finger into his chest again, stepping even closer. "You don't

high ground? That's rich coming from you. You wanted to rip my

now I want to rip it out for a different reason,"

something darker, more dangerous. His nostrils flared, his hands curling

youngest among us,

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 strike

us apart with enough

his voice sharp with authority. "Both of you—back

I glared at each other, our chests