Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 162: In Olivia’s Hands

Lennox’s POV

I stepped forward to Father. The look on his face was the kind that told us his little talk with his brother didn’t go well.

My frown deepened, my wolf already howling possessively inside me. "Father, what did he say?" I asked, the anger in my voice already so obvious. I knew Uncle Damien. Levi might think he’s just messing around, but I knew it was more than that. I saw the way he looked at Olivia... he gave me an uncomfortable feeling that crawled down my spine.

"Father, say something," Levi urged, watching as Father remained silent.

Father sighed and sat on the couch. Impatiently, I folded my arms. I just needed to hear what he had to say before I exploded.

"Father..."

"Calm down," Father cut me off. "Just calm down. Losing your temper won’t solve anything."

My wolf growled angrily inside me.

"Are you trying to say Damien is still insisting on claiming Olivia?" Levi asked.

Father nodded. "Yes... and not just that. He wants Olivia to bear him an heir," he revealed.

My wolf growled, and my breath became ragged. My wolf was on the verge of forcing me to shift into him and go attack Damien, but I controlled it.

"You must be fucking kidding," Louis spat, his voice filled with rage.

Father scoffed. "I wish I was... but this is the truth... he wants Olivia, and he isn’t joking about it."

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My breath hitched, and my whole body tensed. My wolf was pacing inside me, growling furiously, scratching to break free. The room seemed smaller now, tighter—like the air was too heavy to breathe.

"What did you just say?" I asked, my voice low and sharp. "He wants Olivia to bear him an heir?"

Father nodded gravely. "That’s what he said."

A red haze clouded my vision.

That was it.

I moved forward, my fists clenched, my wolf snarling inside, taking over. "I’m going to kill him!" I shouted, turning toward the door.

Before I could get two steps in, Father was on me.

motion, he grabbed me by the shoulder, spun me around, and slammed me

"Enough!" he barked.

grip, but he pinned me there with force. I didn’t want to hurt him,

me go!" I roared. "He’s crossed the line, Father! He doesn’t get to touch

snapped, his face inches from mine. "He’s my brother. Your uncle. You think I don’t want to tear him apart myself for

anger, but there was something deeper in them—fear.

He’s the leading candidate to become the next Alpha King. The Council of Werewolves wants him. Half the packs fear him. Do you even understand what would

My frown deepened.

with heavy breaths. I could still feel my wolf raging inside me, begging me to shift, to

just fighting a man," Father continued, voice lower now but

what, we just sit back and do nothing? Let him

firmly. "We

His grip loosened slightly.

to all of you," he said, looking between me, Louis, and Levi. "But if we let rage

fists, anger still burning inside me, but I gave a sharp

slowly. "Then what’s the

back, running a hand through his

that gives us an advantage," he said, but I wasn’t relieved... I still wanted to hear

she’s your fated mate. That gives you a solid claim—but since Damien isn’t backing down. I’ll report this to the Council of Werewolves. They’ll call for

"That’s not a good idea,

Pack... who is sixty years, and he is about to step

his brows furrowed. "And

if the Council gets involved, they’ll make Olivia choose—publicly. And if she says something...

fell into a suffocating

This could go either way. That’s why everything

My heart sank.

chooses you—her mates—then he’ll be forced to back off. The Council will have no

with fear. The Olivia we hurt might

annul the marriage," Father said without hesitation. "Your mating bond won’t matter. They’ll declare it broken. And if Olivia requests a formal rejection..." He

barely above a whisper. "We can’t let that

in the

a risk," Father said. "It depends on Olivia’s words. You three need to fix whatever is broken between you and Olivia before that hearing

now it’s in her

Father nodded. "Yes."

None of us spoke,

had no choice but to hope the girl we hurt still loved us enough to forgive us

have a few days. Make them count. Earn