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

like

my head slightly, looking at her sleeping form again. Her lashes fluttered, and her breathing shifted. She

me wanted to

it was

hazy at first, then

stared at each

Silence.

lose your way, Olivia? Or

her jaw tightening. "Don't flatter yourself. I stayed because

Levi or Louis could've done the job. Or one of the guards. Why

expression unreadable. Then she

caught me

"What?" I asked, frowning.

joined hands—still locked together, even now. "You were unconscious. But when I tried to leave, you held

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

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

that, huh? You falling

you expect me to do? Not cry? They

It reminded me of the silly lies she used to

physically burned her. "Since you are awake, I

could take another

She froze.

she warned softly,

I didn't let go.

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

shocked, her lips parting, eyes

you

her move. "I don't like feeling like I owe

"What the

"you stayed… even when you didn't have to. You sat here and cried for me, Olivia.

speak,

to repay

voice dropped to a whisper.

I leaned forward, close enough to feel her

her neck. She sucked in a breath, her hands tightening

whispered, her voice

kissed the spot just below her ear, the place that always made her shiver. And it still

fight me—not yet. I pushed the

kissed along her collarbone… then lower… until I took one of her

She gasped.

you're

don't care," I murmured against her

switching to the other breast. Her fingers tangled in my hair, like she wanted to push me away—but couldn't bring herself to do

"You're insane," she breathed.

whispered. "But I have

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 around her—hungry, desperate,