Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 84: Hand it over

Olivia's POV

We made our way down the hallway, the air tense, our footsteps echoing off the walls like a countdown ticking in my ears. No one said a word. I didn't know what scared me more—finding out who it was… or not finding anything at all.

As we neared the control room, I could see the tightness in Lennox's shoulders, the way his hands curled into fists at his sides. He was pissed. Possessively pissed.

Louis punched in the code to unlock the door, and the heavy steel slid open.

Inside, the room was dim, lit only by the glow of monitors lining the walls. Dozens of feeds showed every angle of the house, the grounds, and the front gate.

Lennox didn't hesitate. He moved like a man on a mission, fingers flying across the controls as he pulled up the timestamped footage from earlier this morning.

We all leaned in, holding our breath.

And then—

"There," Levi pointed sharply.

The screen showed a tall figure approaching the entrance, dressed in black, hoodie pulled low, and face hidden beneath the shadows of a cap. They moved swiftly, confidently—too confidently. They bent down, placed the box gently in front of the door, then turned and walked off.

My heart was pounding in my chest as Lennox froze the frame. He zoomed in, trying to catch even a glimpse of a defining feature, but the figure had been careful—too careful.

"Damn it," Lennox muttered.

Louis leaned closer. "They know where the cameras are… look at the angle. They're deliberately avoiding a clear shot."

Lennox's jaw tightened as he rewound the clip, replaying the figure's smooth exit.

"That's not some random admirer," Levi muttered. "That's someone who knows how to move around the mansion."

Lennox stepped back from the monitors, his breathing heavy. "Levi, find out who was on patrol at that hour. If someone let them in, I'll have their head."

He turned abruptly and looked right at me for the first time since we entered the room. His gaze pinned me in place.

"Whoever this is, tell him I'm coming for his head."

swallowed hard, unsure whether I should be

it—possessive, dark, furious—sounded less like he

I left them at the control room and went

she asked, sounding curious. Obviously, I was by now

of jewelry again, staring down at it. Whoever sent this had

the box of gold jewelry resting lightly in my

sound of hurried

just in time to see all three brothers re-enter the dining room—Lennox in the lead, storming toward me like a thundercloud about to break. His eyes were locked on the box in my lap, dark and burning with emotion I couldn't

sharply, stopping just

I blinked. "What?"

Olivia. Hand it

up at him.

flaring. "I said give it to me. I

though it was a harmless gift.

his presence towering, his anger suffocating. "You think this means something? You think I can't get

shot back, my voice rising. "What you couldn't

were your problem? You wanted them? Is

at him, breath trembling. "Gifts were never my problem, and I don't need your damn

Hard. He flinched like I'd

widened, darkening furiously. "Hand it over.

"I'm your Luna. You don't get to bark

enough!" Levi suddenly stepped in, his voice authoritative but calm.

behind him. "We need to focus on who left that box,

for a long second. His jaw clenched, and he stared at the box

breathing ragged, like he was fighting the urge to say something

trembling, furious, confused… and

looked at me—it wasn't just

It was jealousy.

Possession.

comes from a

speak again, Anita suddenly gasped and reached for the edge

feel so good," she whispered, swaying in her

to her side, concern flashing across his face.

body listing like she couldn't hold herself upright. "Dizzy…