Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 47: Jealousy

Chapter 47: Jealousy

Louis' POV

I was trying my hardest not to lose my shit.

"Anita, your claws aren't accessories," I gritted out, adjusting her stance with a flick to her wrist. "Use them like you mean it."

She blinked up at me, confused—again. "Like… this?"

I barely stopped myself from sighing. For the sixth time today, I nodded, even though her form was a mess. "Sure. Let's go with that."

I was already pissed off.

Trying to teach Anita was like trying to explain quantum physics to a goldfish. She kept swaying her hips more than throwing a punch, batting her lashes like it was some sort of mating ritual.

"Stop posing and punch," I snapped, blocking her weak jab effortlessly.

"But you said to use my hips!" she whined.

"For balance, not seduction." I sighed, stepping back. "You know what, just—watch the others for a second."

I turned away, annoyed, wiping sweat from my brow, and that's when I saw them.

Across the field, near the edge of the training grounds I spotted Levi and… Olivia.

Something in me instantly sharpened. My eyes locked on them, and the rest of the world faded.

Olivia stood in nothing but her red lace lingerie.

My heart slammed into my chest.

What the actual—

I watched her pull down her pants slowly, confidently, her golden hair catching the sunlight, her bare back straight and proud. My throat went dry.

She was stripping in front of him.

And Levi? The bastard couldn't tear his eyes off her. His expression was raw—hungry. His wolf was barely contained.

I felt mine rise, growling inside, jealous rage licking through my veins. I knew I shouldn't be jealous. Levi was also her mate and I hated her, so why was I this jealous?

Then… she unclasped her bra.

I took a step forward unconsciously, like my body betrayed me. My jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might snap.

She dropped the bra to the grass.

Her breasts bounced slightly, perfect, full, beautiful—and Levi was drinking her in like she was made for him.

Fuck.

look away. I should've looked away. But I

The red lace joined the rest of her clothes on

My cock twitched.

suit, his wolf form strong

my teeth. My fists

were… playing.

it looked

much. Too

me—Olivia shifted back. Human.

her like he owned her. Like he was claiming her. His body caged hers, his hips flush

saw the way she arched beneath

way his hand pressed into

entire chest burned with jealousy, anger, and

didn't push him

Her lips parted.

shifted wider beneath

Fucking hell.

before I even

voice cracked across

They froze.

scrambling for her clothes. Her cheeks were red. Her body—my goddess, I shouldn't have seen it like that,

fuck?" I muttered, blinking like

look at

She couldn't.

just flopped back on the grass like this

inside me, jealous. I looked

storming off before I did

want her.

But I did.

her under him

something

my room and slammed the door. I made my way toward the minibar stand in my room and

bother with a

the cap off the whiskey bottle and drank straight from it, the burn doing nothing to dull the fury clawing at my chest. My hands were trembling, not from fear. My jaw—locked so tight I could hear it creak. I could still see them. Her flushed cheeks. Her legs around him. The

slammed open

I didn't turn.

Didn't need to.

two persons had the balls to walk into my room without

the hell out, Levi," I growled, voice

and unhurried, like he hadn't just been grinding into our mate in the

are angry?" he asked

dark around the edges. "Angry? I saw you rutting against her like a goddamn dog in

jaw tightened. "It wasn't

standing, it looked exactly like that. You were on her, Levi. She

myself off, dragging a hand through my hair as

said we hated her," I hissed.