Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 82: Full Moon Soon

Lennox's POV

I felt terrible.

For the past two hours since I came back from the woods, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened there. The raw pain I saw in Olivia's eyes, the anger—it told me how my words must have hurt her so dearly.

I felt horrible and had the thought of going to her, but if I did, then what am I going to say? Apologize? Tell her I won't keep it a secret? Tell her I will let go of the past and accept our bond?

All that was not possible, So what was the point in going to her? Maybe she was right. Maybe this… whatever it is between us… needs to end. She never truly wanted me. It was never me. So I should just leave it that way.

With a heavy sigh, I walked over to the far end of my room where a small safe was tucked behind a shelf. My fingers trembled slightly as I reached out and brushed the dust off the keypad. I hadn't opened it in months. Maybe even a year.

Six… one… seven… eight…

The soft click echoed in the silence as the safe unlocked.

I hesitated for a moment, staring at the small door, then slowly opened it. My hand reached inside and pulled it out.

I just stood there, staring at it as the weight of memories came crashing into me. My throat tightened. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, but I didn't blink them away.

It's been four years.

Four damn years.

And it still hurt like hell.

Every time I saw it, it felt like a blade twisting in my chest all over again. I could never bring myself to burn it… never could throw it away either.

I kept telling myself that one day—one day—I'd confront her with it. Look her in the eyes and demand answers.

But every time I got close… I froze.

wasn't sure I wanted the

me dead in the eye and says, Yes, I did

the item back into the safe. Closed it. Locked

couch, picking up my glass of whiskey, trying to drown myself in alcohol, like I did that day. I almost drank myself to death. Olivia had hurt me so dearly. How can I still have a place for her in my heart? Why can't my heart see reason and hate her? I was supposed to

I could ask the person to go away, the door pushed

slowly shut the door. Immediately, her eyes landed on me, and a worried look

grumbled wishing I had locked

She sounded so worried as

I replied. "Just… pack stress."

as she settled her eyes on me as if studying me. It was obvious she didn't believe me, but my mother knew I hated being questioned. When I said I was fine, it

have discussed it with you and your brothers, but since you are the eldest, I thought of coming

triplets. None of us

is not true. You came out first from me,

again, bringing up this age debate. I

What is it you need to

looked back

heart skipped a beat. My fingers

say anything. I

exactly

Olivia's first heat.

as I stared into the amber liquid swirling in the glass. The room suddenly felt colder, like someone had cracked

tradition, any she-wolf who has been marked—willingly or not—experiences heat under the full moon. It's intense, uncontrollable… primal. She desires her mate, aches for him. But if the mate isn't there or refuses

burned

Another man touching her.

her the

No.

I had to force myself not to

sympathy and hesitation. "You and your brothers marked her, Lennox. Whether you accept her or not, the bond exists.

my nose. "Why

to prepare yourself—you and your brothers. This is Olivia's first heat. I know

fell