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.

her?" Louis whispered. "What if she begs him

up too.

it because it's possible. She's strong, but heat… it takes

her already.

us

after that

drink, but it didn't help. We were suffering,

Anita stepped inside, and the scent hit us immediately, strong,

was shallow, chest 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.

safe wing," Anita said softly, taking a few steps into the room. Her voice shook, her hands already reaching up to the

didn't even look at her. "We're not

slid the thin straps off her shoulders, letting the dress slip down her

her words. "All of you. You always

jaw clenched.

"But you marked

I said coldly. "Not

voice hoarse but firm. "We don't want

heat.

I said, stepping back from her. "Not anymore. I can't touch you. Not when

looked between us, hurt blooming across her

would leave me like

when our mate could be dying? When another man could be touching what belongs

"When did the three of

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