Chapter 69: Tonight

Lennox's POV

"She's definitely seeing someone," Anita said the moment Olivia walked out.

I groaned, slamming my fist against the desk. The mere thought of it drove me insane. But what truly pushed me over the edge were the hickeys on her neck. My suspicions were right. Someone had touched her. A man—someone other than my brothers—had dared to lay his hands on her. And the bastard had the nerve to send her white roses? Her favorite?

How the fuck did he even know that?

"I told you, Olivia is whoring around," Anita spoke again, getting on my nerves.

"Shut up!" Levi warned her. "Don't forget she is our mate! Our wife! You don't speak about her in such a manner, especially in our presence. Now get out!"

Anita opened her mouth like she wanted to argue, but the look I shot her made her think twice. She stormed out, heels pounding with anger.

A tense silence hung in the air as neither I nor my brothers spoke a word. My wolf was howling angrily inside me, and it was maddening. I knew she was still a virgin—I confirmed it last night—but yet I couldn't contain the thought that a man's hand had been on her, and he dares to send her favorite roses.

My jaw ached from grinding my teeth, and I couldn't get the image out of my head—those damn hickeys. Bright, obvious, and fresh.

She's ours.

And yet someone had dared to touch her. To mark her. To get close enough to know that white roses were her favorite.

"How the fuck would he know that?" I growled, my voice low, feral.

told him," Louis muttered, pacing the floor like a caged wolf. His eyes were narrowed and wild with fury. "Maybe

he looked unsure now.

my fist on the desk again, hard enough

explain it? The marks, the flowers,

trying to convince us. "You think he'd really risk everything

can have her—touch what belongs to us—then I swear

already. Claimed her fully.

stiffly. "That's happening. Soon. If we don't do it, Olivia might decide

Olivia—writhing under another man, giving away the one thing she still had left untouched. Ours to take. Ours to claim. Ours to ruin, worship, and make whole

voice low and

though the look in his eyes

"Even if we have to tie her to our fucking bed, she won't. She belongs to us,

one that flickered with doubt and something else—worry, maybe. "We can't force her, Lennox. That's not how it works. She's already angry with us… claiming her like that, when she's not ready, will only

That we just stand back and watch her

at my

Exactly.

wolf pacing with me inside. "She needs to know that she belongs to us—not just with

patient. We let her think she had choices. That she could walk around, teasing us, testing us. But now?

eyes at us. "So you're saying we're going to fuck

I spat, fire lacing every syllable. My eyes were locked on Levi, daring him to challenge me. "You

growled in agreement, his eyes glowing faintly. "It's

stepped forward, fists clenched, my wolf clawing at the surface. "We're going to fuck her so thoroughly, she won't be able to use her legs for days. She'll be sore, aching, and every time she feels it between her thighs, she'll remember—we did that. We made her feel that way. Not some piece of

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