Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 95: Excuses

Lennox's POV

We walked into Levi's room, each of us taking different positions. I headed straight for the minibar, pouring myself a glass of dry gin. Levi stood at the window, staring outside, while Louis rested his back against the wall.

We all went silent, each of us waiting for the other to speak — but it sure as hell wasn't going to be me.

I knew we had to talk. We had to address what happened back in my room. The problem was: who the hell was going to say it first?

We all kissed Olivia. We touched her. We pleasured her. And it sure seemed like we all enjoyed it, so…?

"I wasn't in my right senses," Louis suddenly said, breaking the silence.

I looked his way with a furrowed brow, silently daring him to continue.

"It was my wolf," he added stiffly, crossing his arms over his chest. "He pushed me. I didn't want to… not really."

Levi scoffed quietly from the window but didn't turn around.

"You're full of shit," he muttered.

Louis straightened up, bristling. "The fuck did you just say?"

"I said," Levi growled, finally spinning around to face us, his eyes flashing, "you're lying to yourself. We all are."

A tense silence fell again. I stared into my glass of dry gin, swirling it slowly, trying to gather my thoughts — trying to find a fucking excuse.

Finally, I shrugged, forcing out a cold laugh.

"I don't know what came over me," I said. "Maybe… maybe it's been too long since I fucked anyone. She was just—" I paused, gritting my teeth. "She was naked and I got turned on."

Louis made a low, disbelieving noise. "Yeah, sure. Like that's all it was."

I slammed the glass down on the counter, the sharp crack echoing in the room.

"What do you want me to say?" I snapped. "That I liked it? That I liked touching her, tasting her?"

fists at the memory — the way she tasted, the way she clung to me like I was the only thing anchoring her to this

my

gave a humorless laugh. "Weakness? You call that

like a caged animal, running a

our words settling heavily

not like we're in love with her or anything," I said quickly, needing to fill the silence, needing to convince myself as much as them. "It

Louis agreed, but his voice lacked any real conviction.

just a body," Levi asked. "A way to get it

my jaw so hard it

doesn't mean shit. She

words tasted like ash in my

we all knew

that room, saw her lying there —

she wasn't just

She was ours.

girl

no amount of hatred, was going to change

a moment, a tense silence hung in the air until

we need to get this straight," Louis finally said, breaking the silence once more. His voice was rough, like he was trying to convince himself just as much as us. "What happened

face him, my jaw clenched tight. "What do you mean?" I growled. "You think I want to

his arms over his chest and

happen again," Louis muttered, the words coming out like he was trying to force them through his teeth. "We… we hate her. We hate

my lips. "Yeah, sure. So we just gonna pretend it never happened. That'll

don't know about you two, but Olivia deeply

you, Louis?"

looked away and frowned. "I don't want to talk about it," he said

of them, questions rolling inside me. What did Olivia really do to my brothers? And why the hell wouldn't they

eyes. "So we make a pact. We make sure this doesn't go any further. We don't touch her again. We

the tension thick in the air. The silence hung heavy as we

I growled through clenched teeth, my fists shaking. "I don't. I don't want to have anything to do with her. This was the first time, and it was a mistake," I

at me with an almost disbelieving look in his eyes. "So we

eyes, both of them staring back at me, waiting for me to agree, to make