Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 82

Chapter 80: Clothes

Olivia's POV

"I need a glass of water, please," I said to Nora, who walked in after Lennox left.

"Alright." She bowed and left.

My heart was still shaken by what had happened earlier with Lennox. My heart wouldn't stop racing, and my lips still tingled from the way he kissed me—rough, needy, possessive. It was wrong, but Goddess help me, I wanted more.

I hated myself for it.

Sighing heavily, I stood and began pacing the room, trying to calm the storm inside me when a soft knock came at the door.

"Come in," I said, clearing my throat and composing my expression.

Lolita stepped in, eyes wide and voice hurried. "Have you heard? Lady Anita fainted."

My brows pulled together immediately. "What?"

"She collapsed in her chambers. The healer is with her now—and the Alphas too. They rushed to her the moment they heard."

I blinked, trying to process her words. Anita? Fainted? Just this morning, she'd been smiling over breakfast. Moments ago, she was here throwing threats at me.

"And they're with her now?" I asked, my voice tight without meaning it to be.

Lolita nodded. "Yes. They've been in her chambers for a while now."

hard enough to taste blood. I didn't say anything, just nodded and waved Lolita off. She gave

wall, until the bitterness became too

I hated the feeling. Hated that it even existed. But I

I shook my head.

needed air. I

change from

ordered them not to, and then I left, making

the woods, I undressed, folded my clothes, and kept them on a tree, and then I shifted into my wolf. Without

thick woods, trying my best to wipe off the memory of them. Why can't I just hate them like I wanted to? Why am I here feeling miserable and jealous just because they are

helping, I raced back to my clothes in my four-legged

waiting for me. What was he doing here? Wasn't he supposed to be taking care of his favorite

unusual. Lennox was leaning casually against a tree, one hand shoved into his pocket, the other gripping my

frustration escaped me. Why is he

eyes lock onto his

drawled, smooth and taunting.

irritation but couldn't hold the shift for much longer. With a frustrated huff, I relented. My wolf receded, fur melting into skin, bones cracking as I

at my bare skin, and I immediately

me my clothes," I demanded

move. Instead, he raised my clothes higher, just

and take them yourself,

cheeks flushed red from the chill and

"Lennox, this isn't funny."

ran his lustful gaze over my naked form. "You left the mansion without guards and

to snatch the fabric from his hands, but his challenging stance stopped me. He wanted me to get angry, to lash out. Or perhaps

I spat, irritated. "I'm

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