Chapter 104: Caught

Lennox's POV

I emptied the bottle of whiskey and shoved it away, the glass clinking loudly against the wooden table.

Levi's words kept ringing in my head for the past few hours, circling like vultures refusing to let me breathe.

"I forgave her."

"I never stopped loving her."

"I'm going to court Olivia—openly."

I gritted my teeth, my fingers curling into fists on the table.

Why?

Why the hell was he forgiving her?

Why was he so damn eager to run back to the very person who shattered him?

I could still remember the nights Levi broke down when he thought no one was looking. I remember watching my brother—proud, unshakable Levi—turn into a ghost of himself, hollowed out by a heartbreak none of us could truly understand. Just like me, He had loved her fiercely, and when she hurt him, it gutted him.

And now… he's talking about courting her? Loving her again?

"I'm done punishing both of us for the past."

Those words struck harder than I wanted to admit. I hated them because deep down, I knew they mirrored something I hadn't been willing to face. That maybe, just maybe, I wasn't mad at Levi for forgiving her.

I was mad because I couldn't.

I stood up abruptly, the chair screeching back against the floor. My heart was pounding too fast, my jaw clenched so tightly it ached. I paced the room, fists still clenched, my eyes burning.

What Olivia did to Levi might be forgivable.

But what she did to me?

No one knew. Not Levi. Not Louis. No one.

And I didn't want to remember it either. But Levi's confession had ripped the lid off a box I had sealed shut years ago.

flooding back—raw, vivid,

crack formed in the plaster, but I didn't care. I

couldn't do what Levi was doing. Not yet.

envied him. His clarity. His courage. His ability to say he still loved her,

time slower. My hand throbbed, but the ache was nothing compared to what

in

still love her,

on

the war in my heart when suddenly a sharp knock landed on the door,

down my face before

head in nervously. "Alpha Lennox… Lady Anita is asking to

clenched instantly. Of course,

didn't have time for Anita's drama—not tonight, not ever, if I had it my way. But then the maid added softly, "She's not feeling well today… she's been coughing

Damn it.

having a concubine would be enough to distract me from

I pushed up from the chair, my hand still aching from where I'd slammed it

walk down the corridor felt heavier than it should. Guilt mixed with frustration in my

up on the bed, wrapped in a silk robe, her

gave me a small, sly smile. "Look who finally

stepped in,

her head. "I was starting to think you all

busy," I said

and dry. "No.

I didn't deny it.

beside her on the bed. "Come.

I did—but on the edge, keeping

a beat before saying

looked away.

hand, but I pulled

the side of my face. I turned my head, dodging

said don't," I muttered, sharper

without a word, she slipped off the bed and knelt in front of me. My eyes narrowed as she reached for my belt, fingers

My voice

feel better," she said, her tone sultry but

in

pleading eyes. "Please…

I stiffened.

hesitation flicker in my expression and pounced

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