Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 110: By My Side

Lennox's POV

Everything felt heavy.

My body… my head… even my heart.

I wasn't sure where I was. My mind floated between light and darkness, pain and peace. I heard voices—some loud, some soft. But one stood out.

Olivia's voice.

Even in my sleep, I felt her. Heard her. Smelled her scent—soft, warm, comforting. Like home.

I tried to open my eyes, but they felt too heavy. My body didn't want to move. Still, I wasn't alone. I could feel a hand in mine. Warm. Gentle. Familiar.

I wanted to wake up. I wanted to see her.

Slowly, my body started to respond. My fingers twitched. My breathing deepened. My eyelids fluttered open, though the light stung my eyes.

It took a moment, but then I saw her.

Curled beside me on the bed, her head resting near my arm. Her hand still holding mine like she never wanted to let go.

She was asleep.

Even in sleep, she looked so beautiful. So tired… but peaceful. There were dried tears on her cheeks, and I wondered if they were for me.

My heart ached.

She was supposed to hate me.

So why was she here?

I turned my head slowly, ignoring the pain. I wanted to look at her properly, to take her in. My mate. My wife. The one I had hurt the most… yet here she was, by my side.

I lifted our joined hands and pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles. She didn't stir.

"Olivia," I whispered, my voice rough and low.

She didn't wake, but her grip on my hand tightened a little, like even in sleep she didn't want to lose me.

A sad smile pulled at my lips.

"We are going out of the plan," I whispered, my voice low. "We are supposed to hate each other, remember? Then what is happening?"

I brushed a lock of hair from her face, careful not to wake her. I didn't deserve her. But right now, I was just thankful she was here.

Sighing softly, I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts a mess.

"How do you feel?"

My wolf's voice echoed gently in my mind.

shrugged, "Okay," I replied

tightened around mine again, like

looking at her sleeping form again. Her lashes fluttered, and her breathing shifted. She was

of me wanted to pretend

it was

eyes slowly opened, hazy at first, then wide and alert when they landed

stared at

Silence.

lose your way,

slowly, brushing her hair out of her face, her jaw tightening. "Don't flatter

scoffed. "I'm sure Levi or Louis could've done the

at me, her expression unreadable. Then she said simply, "You

me off

"What?" I asked, frowning.

But when I

grip loosened instantly, and I let go of her hand. "Well,

back sharply. "Trust me, I wouldn't waste

ribs. "Then what was that, huh? You falling asleep next to me? Tears on your face? Was that

you expect me to do? Not cry? They will think I want you dead! So

hilarious. It reminded me of the silly

from the bed like my presence physically burned her. "Since you are

before she could take another step, I

She froze.

she warned softly, not looking

I didn't let go.

and fell onto the bed. I guided her onto my lap, and in seconds, she was straddling me, both hands

eyes wide as

you doing?"

"I don't like feeling like I owe anyone

the

means," I said, my hand sliding up her back slowly, "you stayed… even when you didn't have to. You sat here and cried for me, Olivia. That's not

her mouth to speak, but I cut her

to repay

dropped to a

as I leaned forward, close

dipped my head, trailing soft, slow kisses down her neck. She sucked in a

whispered, her voice

her ear, the place that always made her

upward. She didn't fight me—not yet. I pushed

then lower… until I took

She gasped.

you're not

don't care," I murmured against

to the other breast. Her fingers tangled in my hair,

"You're insane," she breathed.

I whispered. "But I have

gently on her skin. Every small moan from her lips made my blood burn