Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 150

Chapter 150: Worried

Chapter 150: Worried

Levi's POV

My eyes were fixed on the wall clock as the second hand ticked past 7 PM. Right on time.

I emptied the glass of whiskey in my hand, the burn doing nothing to calm the storm raging inside me.

She was in heat now.

Wherever Olivia was—she was burning. My wolf knew it. Felt it. He growled and thrashed inside me, pacing, snarling. He wanted her. Needed her. Not just for the sake of the bond—but to ease her pain.

And still—I stayed rooted in my chair.

The air around me was thick with the scent of heat. Almost every she-wolf in the mansion had gone into heat tonight, and the ones who didn't have mates were locked away in the safe rooms just down the hall. But even with the air soaked in arousal and pheromones, my wolf didn't care.

None of them mattered.

The only scent I wanted—the only one I craved—was Olivia's. That sweet blend of nutmeg and honey that used to make my wolf go still and greedy. I was trying, desperately, to find even the faintest trace of it in the air.

But nothing.

Not even a whisper of her.

"Fucking hell," Lennox muttered, slamming his glass down on the table and standing up. He ran a hand through his hair, pacing the room like a caged animal. "She's out there. Alone. In heat. And we're just here—waiting."

Louis sat on the couch, his eyes glassy with worry, fingers clenching around the stem of his glass. He hadn't said much, but I could feel the storm building inside him. When he finally spoke, his voice cracked.

whispered. "What if she begs him because the heat is too much, and she can't

up

not saying it because I want to," Louis snapped. "I'm saying it because it's possible. She's strong, but heat… it takes over. And we're

found her already. How the hell did this even happen?

of us

after that was heavy.

help. We were suffering, and we all

door creaked open and Anita stepped inside, and the

rising and falling quickly. Her scent wrapped around the room like smoke, seductive and overwhelming. Any other time, it might have stirred something primal in

But not tonight.

Not with Olivia missing.

steps into the room. Her voice shook, her hands already reaching up to

her. "We're not

still slid the thin straps

you. You always said I belonged to you. I

sharply, my jaw clenched. "Put

"But you marked me.

I said coldly.

as well, his voice hoarse

visibly shaking now—whether from heat or rejection, I couldn't tell. "But I'm in heat. I'm in pain. I need you. You marked me—claimed me. You're supposed to

can't touch you. Not when the only woman I

hurt blooming across her

me like

about your heat when our mate could be dying? When another man could be

trembling. "When did the three of you start caring

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