Chapter 151: Waiting For Her

Levi's POV

"But I belong to you," she whispered. "I carry your marks. I've warmed your beds for months. You used to come to me—regularly."

I looked away, my frown deepening. "And we used to pretend that meant something. But it never did."

The words hurt her. I could see it—like they cut her skin open. But I didn't stop.

"We marked you because we wanted to hurt Olivia" I said flatly. "Not because we wanted you."

Anita took a shaky step back. "You're lying…"

"No," I said. "We're not."

"You three never loved me?" she asked, her voice cracking.

Lennox laughed bitterly, but there was no humor in it. "We never even pretended to love you."

Louis added, "We lied to ourselves. Maybe to you too. But we never looked at you the way we look at her."

Anita's mouth trembled. "Olivia," she said bitterly. "It's always been her. Even when you said you hated her. Even when you claimed she meant nothing."

My wolf surged at the mention of her name.

I took a deep breath. "Even when we hated her… we never could imagine another man touching her. Not even in theory. That's how we should've known."

Lennox nodded grimly. "Because no matter what Olivia did, we never wanted to share her."

Louis's voice was harsher. "And you… we could've shared you with anyone."

Anita stared at the three of us, naked and trembling, but this time with more shame than heat. She didn't argue. She only shed silent tears.

snapped, her voice sharp with spite and

and before I could stop myself, I growled.

stepped toward her anyway, the anger boiling in my chest too hot to

Called her your best friend. Smiled in her face while you plotted behind her

didn't give her the

pain, Olivia was alone, and you took advantage of it. You wormed your way into our beds, acting like a balm to our anger, but it was never about us, was

trembled, her hands clutching the fabric

fucked up, too bitter, too blind to see what we were

didn't love you!" Anita shouted, desperate now. "She never loved any of you! She

"You should never

"She never liked you…"

in harshly. "You saw it, Anita… you noticed her fall apart

should've reminded us who she was to us. Who we

cheeks as she shook her head. "I didn't mean

I said coldly.

scoffed, stepping back. "You don't get to play the victim, Anita. Not

of us, realization slowly dawning in

just leave," I

things in silence, and walked out the door—this time not

in a deep breath and dropped back onto the couch. What we said to her was harsh—but it needed to be said. And for a

at the clock again.

was a second Olivia was out there, burning in

"I just hope the

sighed. "Let's wait

ran a hand over his face. "I can't wait… I just need to

Then silence.

of us sat

a second. Our bodies were tired, but our minds wouldn't stop. We were scared,

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