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,"

fingers tightened around mine again, like a silent reminder she

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

wanted to pretend to

was too

eyes slowly opened, hazy at first, then wide and alert

stared at each

Silence.

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

up slowly, brushing her hair out of her face, her jaw tightening.

scoffed. "I'm sure Levi or Louis could've done the job. Or one of

Then she said simply, "You wouldn't

me

"What?" I asked, frowning.

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

I let go of her hand. "Well, you're free to go

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

sat up slightly, wincing at the pain in my ribs. "Then what was that, huh? You falling asleep next to me? Tears on your face?

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

myself from it. Her excuse was really hilarious. It

physically burned

turned to leave, But before she could take

She froze.

warned softly, not

I didn't let go.

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

eyes wide as they stared

are you doing?" she

don't like feeling like I owe anyone

brows furrowed. "What the hell does that

even when you

speak, but I cut her

want to repay

to a whisper. "With

as I leaned forward, close

soft, slow kisses down her neck. She sucked in

whispered,

ear, the place that always made her shiver. And it

the hem 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

I

She gasped.

stop… you're not

don't care," I murmured

in

"You're insane," she breathed.

I have

body tense on top of mine as I kept kissing and sucking gently on her skin. Every small moan from her lips made my blood burn hotter. I could feel myself getting harder under her, my body reacting like it always did