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

to provoke us. Maybe it's someone from the staff. Maybe she already has him, and

eyes at him. "She didn't say a

eyebrow, too casually.

"But she was smug about it.

slowly, too slowly. "So

didn't answer right

Because I didn't know.

could see was her face when she talked about him. All I could feel was the red

I said, voice low, but filled with rage. "And

didn't finish

Didn't need to.

single damn word and that annoyed me even more. Why wasn't he angry? Why was he

through gritted teeth, staring him down. Olivia was our mate; he was supposed to

carries our marks, Lennox. If another man touched her, we'd know. Our

was being touched by another man apart from my brothers and me, then our wolves would definitely have alerted us. But our wolves didn't,

no man?" I

Louis answered immediately. Too fast.

from something else, not

nodded… but I didn't believe

out of thin air. She meant

had to get proof because

my studies and buried myself in work, trying to take my mind off it, but it wasn't working. From time to time, I saw her face, those hickeys… damn! I couldn't imagine it! What if

me want to

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

abruptly, the chair screeching across the floor.

around the office, trying to think of what to do. I had to be sure. I had to be

of posting guards at her door, but if I did, the person would see

hours dragged like chains around

melted into night. The mansion quieted, the usual hum of servants and footsteps vanishing into silence. My body was stiff from how tense I'd been all

to bed, letting everyone think I'd retired for the night. But

took position just across from Olivia's room. The corridor was dim, moonlight filtering in through the tall windows, casting silver