Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 64: The Plan

Lennox's POV

I stormed through the corridor, fists clenched at my sides. Rage pulsed through every inch of me like a wildfire I couldn't put out.

I didn't know his name—but I could feel him. On her. In her words. In the way her eyes sparkled when she talked about him. Whoever he was, he had already touched what was mine.

And I was going to find him.

I spotted Louis coming my way.

"Lennox?" he frowned, stepping toward me. "What the hell's wrong—?"

"We need to talk," I snapped, my voice cutting like ice. "Now. In my room."

I didn't wait for him to agree. Didn't care if he followed. But he did.

I walked fast, needing space to breathe but knowing I wouldn't get it until this pressure in my chest exploded. The moment we were inside my room, I slammed the door hard enough to rattle the frame and turned on him.

"She said she's going to take a lover," I growled.

His face blanked, like he hadn't heard me right. "What?"

"Olivia," I hissed. Just saying her name made my gut twist. "She told me she's going to pick a male. Since we're allowed concubines, she figured she should get one too."

He didn't say a word.

"She said she hasn't chosen yet," I went on, pacing the room, trying to outrun the images her words had burned into my brain. "But she described him."

I stopped and met his gaze. "He already touched her. Left marks. Hickeys." My voice dropped, rough and bitter. "She said he kissed her like she was the moon, the stars, the whole damn universe."

Louis didn't move. Just watched me with that maddening calm. I couldn't read him. And maybe that's what made my gut coil even tighter.

"She said his mouth moaned for her," I added, each word tasting like poison. "That he worshipped her body with his hands."

jaw twitched—just a flick—but I

I spat, mostly to myself now. "Trying to provoke us. Maybe it's someone from the staff. Maybe she

at him. "She

raised an eyebrow, too

I did," I snapped. "But she was smug about it. Like it was a secret she

nodded slowly, too slowly. "So what are you going to

didn't answer right

Because I didn't know.

I could feel was the red haze in my vision and

is," I said, voice low, but filled with

finish

Didn't need to.

damn word and that annoyed me even

about it," I said through gritted teeth, staring him down. Olivia was our mate; he was supposed to be furious at the thought of another man touching her, yet here he was looking so calm, like

Olivia is just messing with you," he replied evenly. "She carries our marks, Lennox. If another man touched

touched by another man apart from my brothers and me, then our wolves would definitely have

is no man?"

Louis answered immediately.

those hickeys you saw were from something else, not from a man… No man would

nodded… but I didn't believe

those words out of thin air. She meant them. She felt them. I saw it on

but I had to get proof because without it, my brothers wouldn't believe

my mind off it, but it wasn't working. From time to time, I saw her face, those hickeys… damn!

thought alone made me want to tear something

Paperwork sat untouched on my desk, a pathetic attempt at distraction that failed miserably. My mind kept circling back to her. Her smirk. Her words. Those

the floor. I couldn't

trying to think of what to do. I had to be sure. I

I stopped pacing, lost in thought, then suddenly, an idea popped into my head. A silly one, but I had to do it. I thought of posting guards at her door, but if I did, the person would see them and never enter her room. So, I decided to hide and watch. I believed I would catch him, and

hours dragged like chains around

mansion quieted, the usual hum of servants and footsteps vanishing into silence. My body was stiff from how tense I'd been all day. I hadn't eaten, hadn't rested. I couldn't. Not with the storm in

to head to bed, letting everyone think I'd retired

took position just across from Olivia's room. The corridor was dim, moonlight filtering in through