Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 73: Awake in their arms

Olivia's POV

I woke up.

The room was quiet, wrapped in the soft haze of dawn. Light filtered through the curtains in pale streaks, brushing over the tangle of limbs and sheets I found myself in.

Warmth surrounded me—solid, heavy warmth—and for a second, I didn't move. My body was sore in places I hadn't felt in years. My lips still tingled, and my skin held traces of last night's touches.

Then I remembered.

Lennox.

His fingers, his mouth, his whispered words in the dark.

My heart slammed against my ribs as I shifted slightly—only to realize I couldn't. I was trapped between bodies.

I swallowed hard.

To my left was Lennox, chest bare, an arm thrown loosely around my waist. His brow was furrowed in sleep, jaw tight even in unconsciousness. His breath was warm against the top of my head.

To my right was Levi, one arm folded beneath his head, the other stretched toward me but not quite touching me. His face looked softer while he slept—less cold, less cruel. But I knew better.

And just on my legs, Louis, sprawled, one leg tangled over the sheets, his expression unreadable even in sleep. His lips were parted slightly, his breathing steady, calm.

Three Alphas.

Three men who hated me.

Three men who had only returned to this bed because of the fever that had nearly broken me last night. Their instincts brought them here—not their hearts.

My breath caught as I turned back to him, studying his face.

What did last night mean?

Was it real, or was it just a fever-drenched mistake in the silence of the dark?

I barely had time to think before Lennox stirred beside me.

His eyes blinked open, hazy for a moment, then sharp and alert.

gaze found mine

as his arm slipped from around my waist,

if remembering what he'd

hand across his face as he turned slightly and then paused—his gaze snapping to

Cold.

Sharp.

Angry.

Thought you wouldn't make

next, hair tousled, eyes narrowed as he scanned

slowly, a muscle ticking in his jaw, but he didn't say

already building his walls back

were burning up," Louis muttered, brushing past Levi. "That's

words hit harder than they should

Because I already knew.

knew none of them wanted to be here. That Lennox would probably

was for

the blanket tighter around me. My body still pulsed with the memory of Lennox's touch,

me like I was in the

Like I was nothing.

wouldn't

swallowed the lump in

last night," I said quietly,

I didn't bother to cover myself. Rather, I walked to the bathroom, my heart

remember how they sounded worried, how they suggested they give me skin-to-skin heat. I remember when

I thought it was a dream, but right now, with the soreness of my pussy and the little discomfort

my forehead to the tiled wall, closing my eyes as last night replayed behind my lids in aching, intimate

on my

at my

fingers moving inside me like he knew every part of

way he kissed

felt like just

felt like

maybe I imagined that

just so starved for affection that even

Stupid.

myself to stop shaking, but it wasn't the cold that made me tremble—it was the aftermath. The silence. The way Lennox

did I let it