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.

found mine

say anything. We didn't need to. His jaw clenched as his arm slipped from

remembering

face as he turned slightly

Cold.

Sharp.

Angry.

are finally awake. Thought you wouldn't make it," Levi said, but not

sat up next, hair tousled, eyes narrowed as

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

already building his

Levi. "That's the only reason we were here. Don't

hit harder

Because I already knew.

to be here.

was for

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

around me like I was in

Like I was nothing.

Lennox still wouldn't

the lump

last night," I said quietly,

didn't bother to cover myself. Rather, I walked to the bathroom, my heart pounding in my chest, the weight of their eyes burning

closed my eyes, trying to remember all that happened last night. I was half unconscious, but I could still hear a few things that were said. I remember how they sounded worried, how they suggested they give me skin-to-skin heat. I remember when Lennox asked for my permission to undress me. I remember how I felt so at peace in their arms. I have never felt this way for such a long time. The last

Lennox and what we did last night. I thought it was a dream, but right now, with the soreness of my pussy and the little discomfort on my nipples, I

eyes as last night replayed behind my lids in aching, intimate

on

mouth at my

inside me like he knew

kissed

hadn't felt like just

felt like

maybe I imagined that

even a stolen moment in the dark

Stupid.

that made me tremble—it was the aftermath. The silence. The

did I

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