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.

"Okay," I replied

fingers tightened around mine again, like a silent reminder she

at her sleeping form again. Her lashes fluttered, and her

me wanted to

was

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

stared at

Silence.

and cold. "Did you lose your way, Olivia? Or did you just forget this room belongs

jaw tightening. "Don't flatter yourself. I

Louis could've done the job. Or

her expression unreadable. Then she said simply, "You wouldn't

me off

"What?" I asked, frowning.

even now. "You were unconscious. But when I tried to leave,

her hand. "Well, you're free to

"Trust me,

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

expect me to do? Not cry? They will think I

it. Her excuse was really hilarious. It reminded me of the

physically burned

before she could take another step, I reached out and grabbed her

She froze.

warned softly,

I didn't let go.

pulled her back—hard enough that she lost her footing and fell onto the bed. I guided her onto my lap, and in

eyes wide as they

you doing?" she

firmly, not letting her move. "I don't like feeling like I owe anyone anything," I said,

furrowed. "What the hell

sliding up her back slowly, "you stayed… even when you didn't have to. You sat here and cried for

opened her mouth to speak, but I

want to

to

leave hers as I leaned forward, close enough to feel her breath. "Let me

her neck. She sucked in a breath, her hands

she whispered, her voice

her ear, the place that always made her

of her top, pulling it upward. She didn't fight me—not yet. I pushed the fabric higher until her chest was exposed, and my lips

then lower… until I took

She gasped.

you're not

don't care," I murmured against her

sucked gently, switching to the other breast. Her fingers tangled in my hair, like she wanted

"You're insane," she breathed.

I have to repay

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