Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 53: Still Want Her

Chapter 53: Still Want Her

Levi's POV

I was taking one of my normal strolls when I walked into Olivia saving a drowning child. I was moved by instinct and handed my shirt to her, but she bluntly refused. I felt my heart clench at her refusal, but I masked my emotions.

From where I stood, I watched the mother of the child fall to her knees, thanking Olivia over and over for saving her baby's life. When Olivia met my eyes, she stared at me blankly and walked away.

Where I stood, I realized something… something I didn't want to realize. I wanted Olivia back… I wanted us to go back to how things were. Fuck, I really wanted to spend time with her. I wanted her attention.

Despite everything, despite the pain she has caused, despite how she tore my heart, Despite the nights I cried for the first time in my damn life because of her. I still wasn't able to stop loving her.

Watching Olivia hold that child close to her chest, soaked and shivering from the water, refusing even the smallest help from me… it shattered all the walls I'd built around my heart.

And made me realize I still loved her.

I didn't want to. I tried not to. But seeing her like that—brave, selfless, beautiful—it all came flooding back. Every moment with her.Every fight. Every night I stayed awake thinking about her. And fuck, no matter how hard I tried to bury it, the truth wouldn't stop screaming inside me.

I wanted her back.

But I couldn't tell anyone. Not Louis. Not Lennox. Not after how I cursed her, after I swore I hated her. They'd laugh in my face. Call me weak. Pathetic.

"Then you shouldn't fucking care," my wolf snapped inside me.

I clenched my jaw but didn't respond.

Moving to the other side of the training field, I ran into Louis and Lennox near the training barracks. They were standing near the open field, arms crossed, mid-conversation when I approached.

Louis said, shooting me a suspicious look. "You've been spacing out a lot

My heart skipped.

asked too

trained with her on the field, you've been acting strange. You're not… catching feelings again, are you? I remember what you told me yesterday, that

My throat tightened, making it hard to breathe, let alone speak. I could feel my heart pounding in

her again?" I said, my voice laced with forced mockery. "Hell no. Why

brow at me. "But you

"Ignore it! I spat.

Lennox exchanged glances, and I couldn't tell if they believed me or not. I didn't stick around long enough to find out. I turned on my

and paced the floor like a caged animal. My wolf wouldn't

"Coward. Weakling."

I muttered, dragging a

but you're too ashamed

my fist into the wall, the sharp pain shooting through my knuckles as I

spat at my wolf, my anger

who broke me…

I was angry, decided to let me

to drown out the guilt, the frustration, the want. But it was like trying to fight a tide that kept pulling

my head. I headed to the

halfway through a brutal set of

of the training field. He handed her a bottle of

in my

saw Anita

Perfect.

with other men,