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.

away. I should've

next, and I nearly growled out loud. The red lace joined the rest of her clothes on the grass, and

My cock twitched.

fierce. Levi followed suit, his wolf form strong and massive. They charged each other like it

teeth. My fists

were… playing.

it looked like

were touching too much. Too close. Too

me—Olivia shifted

he owned her. Like he was claiming her. His

way she arched

pressed into

with

didn't push

Her lips parted.

legs shifted wider beneath

Fucking hell.

I even knew what I was

My voice cracked across the field

They froze.

expression a twisted mix of anger and frustration. Olivia shoved him off, scrambling for her clothes. Her cheeks were red. Her body—my goddess,

fuck?" I muttered, blinking like

look

She couldn't.

just flopped back

jealous. I looked at Levi

around, fists shaking, storming off

wasn't supposed to want her. Not like

But I did.

under him like

broke something in

my room and slammed the door. I made my way

didn't even bother with

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 way she arched for him like he was the only one who mattered. Like I wasn't right

door slammed open behind

I didn't turn.

Didn't need to.

two persons had the balls to walk

out, Levi," I growled,

I heard his footsteps, heavy and unhurried, like he hadn't just been grinding into

are angry?" he

turned then, slowly, my vision dark around the edges. "Angry? I saw you rutting

tightened. "It wasn't like

"Because from where I was standing, it looked exactly like that. You were on her, Levi. She was

cut myself off, dragging a hand

I hissed.