Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 156

Chapter 156: claiming Her

Lennox’s POV

"What the hell are you saying, Uncle..." I snarled, my voice shaking with fury. My wolf was already pushing through, growling, demanding control.

Uncle Damien didn’t flinch. He looked straight at me, his expression calm but serious. "You heard me, Lennox," he said flatly. Then he turned to Olivia and pulled her closer against him, wrapping his arm tightly around her waist. "Olivia is now... my woman."

My vision turned red.

A deep growl ripped from my throat as my wolf surged forward. My claws shot out, and my eyes burned gold.

I couldn’t stop it.

I didn’t want to.

She was ours. My mate. Our mate. And he dared to claim her?

I lunged forward, ready to rip him apart and take her back.

But a body blocked me.

"Enough!" my father’s voice boomed like thunder as he stepped in front of me.

"Calm down, Lennox!" he ordered, his hand on my chest, trying to hold me back. But I was shaking, snarling, barely holding myself together. "Your wolf is clouding your mind."

"Get out of my way, Father!" I roared, my voice no longer my own. It was deeper—beast-like. "He is claiming her! He dared to say she’s his!"

"She’s ours!" my wolf howled inside me.

"She’s not yours if you threw her away," Uncle Damien said casually from behind my father. "You lost that right the day you made Anita your concubine."

but my father shoved

heaved, my claws still out. I could barely breathe. The rage...

"Damien... this is your nephew. You know what this is doing to him.

about that before they let her live

not right, Damien," my mother

alone was driving me insane... last night Olivia was on heat... the magical choker was wrapped around her neck... does that mean she and my uncle did something...? I shook my head, not wanting to believe it, but deep down I was scared... it could really happen, and

was snapped out of my thoughts when I noticed Louis and Levi attacking

angry growls, they both rushed at Uncle Damien. Louis from the side, Levi straight at

I didn’t move.

wanted to. But my mind was spinning. I couldn’t stop thinking about Olivia. About the collar.

fast, too

one smooth move. Then, as Louis swung

They both staggered, groaning.

said quietly. "Did you think

anyone else could move again,

"Stop!"

We all froze.

anger. She wasn’t crying. She

me! You hated me! You hurt me for four years!

voice shook,

this pack like a queen," she continued, her voice

in the eye. We

the three of us, pain and anger blazing in her eyes. "You should be focusing

cracked open

Because she wasn’t wrong.

Not even a little.

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