Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 95

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?"

curled into fists at the memory — the way she tasted, the way she clung

hand through my hair. "It was just…

gave a humorless laugh. "Weakness? You call

room like a caged animal,

again, our words settling heavily

I said quickly, needing to fill the silence,

his voice lacked any

"A

my jaw so

mean shit. She doesn't mean

words tasted like

knew

saw her lying there — flushed, wrecked, trembling for us — we'd

she wasn't just

She was ours.

that girl all our

no amount of hatred,

in the air

silence once more. His voice was rough, like

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

chest and leaned

trying to force them through his teeth. "We… we hate her. We hate what she did to us. We hate how she drives us insane. We can't…

couldn't hold back the sarcastic laugh that escaped my lips. "Yeah, sure. So we just gonna

me, but there was no real anger behind it. "I don't know about you two, but Olivia deeply hurt me," he

you, Louis?" I asked, genuinely

and frowned. "I don't want to talk

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

us with a curious look in his eyes. "So we make a pact. We make sure this doesn't go any further. We

him, the tension thick in the air. The silence hung heavy as

my fists shaking. "I don't. I don't want to have anything to do with her. This was

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

at me, waiting for me to agree, to make the same fucking

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