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.

and pulled her hands off me.

widened in shock.

said, get the

lips parting like she

I become your mistress. Are you forgetting that?"

I frowned.

"Alpha Lennox, I hope you're not

her lips. "You and your brothers have fucked me the way you wanted. In your room, in the woods, at the seashore. And

wolf growled, my frown

I become your concubine—whether you like it or not," Anita declared

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

still

still

fucking hated that

door to my room pushed open,

us… she said you kicked

feet. "Yeah. I wasn't in the

closer. His nostrils flared, and

"You reek," he muttered.

scoffed, running a hand through my hair. "Of what? Sweat?

was clipped, laced with

took another step closer, his jaw

calm, "why the fuck do you

crossing my arms.

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

his brows furrowing, but he stayed

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

hypocrite, Lennox. You

his chest. "Says the man I

into his chest again, stepping even closer. "You don't get to act like you have some

chuckle. "Moral high ground? That's rich coming from you. You

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

His nostrils flared, his hands

us, but he always

shifting slightly. The room filled with raw, crackling tension,

his hand between us, shoving us apart with enough force

voice sharp with authority. "Both of you—back

and I glared at each other, our chests rising and