Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 104

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.

came flooding back—raw, vivid,

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

what Levi was doing. Not yet. Maybe not

damn it, I envied him. His clarity. His courage. His ability to say he still

sat back down, this time slower. My hand throbbed, but the ache was nothing compared to what

for the first time in years, I whispered

love

felt foreign on my tongue.

hands, trying to silence the war in my heart when suddenly a sharp knock landed on

my palms down my face before yelling,

in nervously. "Alpha Lennox… Lady

jaw clenched instantly. Of course, she

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

Damn it.

to ignore her, I couldn't. I had made a promise once—back when I thought having a concubine would be enough to distract me from the hole Olivia left in me. Anita had been persistent, pretty, and obedient. But never

up from the chair, my hand still aching from

felt heavier than it should. Guilt mixed with

pushing it open. The room smelled of expensive perfume and something faintly metallic—medicine, maybe. Anita sat propped up on the bed, wrapped in a silk robe, her skin paler than usual, but her lips painted a deep red that screamed anything

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

I just stepped in, closing the door

her head. "I was starting to think you all

busy," I said

and dry. "No. You've been avoiding

I didn't deny it.

on

did—but on the edge,

me for a beat

away. "Don't

my hand, but I pulled it back. Her expression

brushing the side of

I muttered, sharper

she slipped off the bed and knelt in

My voice was low.

to make you feel better," she said, her tone sultry

in

eyes. "Please…

I stiffened.

the hesitation flicker in my expression and pounced

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