Chapter 74: Another Gift

Olivia's POV

The sheets still held the scent of them, wild and masculine, uniquely theirs. Lennox's smoky cedar, Levi's sharp pine, and Louis's warm amber.

I curled into the faint imprint of where Lennox had been, pulling the sheet closer, eyes fluttering shut.

What would it be like…

To wake up every morning tangled in their arms, not accidentally, not from instinct, but because they wanted me there.

Because they loved me.

I imagined it—

Waking slowly to the sound of quiet breathing and the weight of an arm around my waist. Lennox's low, gravelly voice murmuring, "Morning, love," against my neck as he pressed a lazy kiss there.

Levi would grumble something about five more minutes, but still shift closer, pulling me tighter into the heat of his body, his lips brushing over my shoulder like he couldn't help himself.

Louis, the quietest of them, would already be watching me when I opened my eyes, his thumb stroking along my hip, slowly like I was something delicate. "Did you sleep well, sweetheart?" he'd whisper.

They'd kiss me good morning. Hold me for a few minutes.

They'd tease each other. Fight over who got the first kiss, who got to feed me breakfast, who got to touch me next.

I'd feel wanted.

Cherished.

Loved.

Not like a burden. Not like a mistake.

A knock pulled me violently from my thoughts.

I blinked as the door creaked open, and Nora peeked inside, followed by Lolita.

"Luna Olivia?" Nora asked, eyes flicking briefly to my naked form lying on the bed. She didn't comment, only stepped in quickly, concern shadowing her expression. "Is your fever gone?"

"Yes," I murmured, sitting up slowly. "I feel fine now."

a towel in her arms, eyes filled with

small nod, rubbing my temples.

Nora fetched a soft lavender dress, one of the few I actually liked wearing, and Lolita brought fresh undergarments and a brush for

brushing through my hair, Nora knelt in front of me, lacing up the shoes she'd

you," she offered. "Maybe fruit

gave her a soft smile. "Thank

me like they used to—gentle hands, worried eyes—all I could think about was what it would be like to walk into that dining room and see them look at me the way mates were supposed to

Not with anger.

Not with resentment.

With hunger. With

that

just for

was soft.

slowly as they

the mirror. I looked presentable, but

to Nora and Lolita before slowly leaving my chambers and making my way to

Entering the dining room.

They were all there.

Lennox.

Levi.

Louis.

And—Anita.

Of course.

smiling with that polished, poisonous charm of hers, hands lightly wrapped around a teacup. She looked

heels against the marble floor—every single one of them—then

Like I didn't exist.

we hadn't shared the same

kissed me until I forgot my own

but I said nothing. I sat at the opposite end of the long dining

one looked

of toast. I didn't taste any of it. My throat was too tight,

I couldn't. If I saw his face—Lennox's—and the way he was undoubtedly avoiding mine,

at something Levi said. Her manicured hand brushed his arm once. I didn't

after bite. A war on

open again, and a nervous shuffle

I looked up.

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