Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 169

Chapter 169: Slap Him

Olivia’s POV

A heavy silence filled the combat ground. Everyone was watching, but I only looked at Lennox. Our eyes met, and I saw the disappointment in his. It was clear—this fight meant everything to him... and he had just lost it.

Unable to bear his gaze, I looked away. My eyes landed on his injured arm. It was gushing blood, the wound deep and red. I frowned at the sight, then glanced over at Alpha Damien, whose face remained unreadable. He didn’t look pleased or angry—just blank. He gave me a short nod, then turned to Lennox.

"I believe you know the deal," Damien said calmly. "Since you lost... Olivia gets to slap you. As many times as she wants."

I swallowed hard and looked around, my heart thudding. I already knew Lennox wouldn’t agree to that. He was an Alpha—how could he let me slap him? Let me disrespect him in front of hundreds of warriors? If I did it, the news would spread like wildfire through the pack.

"Fine... she can do it," Lennox said, surprising everyone—including me. My eyes widened. I heard soft gasps from the crowd as the warriors stared in shock.

I frowned. What was he doing? What was he trying to prove?

"I’m not interested," I said.

He stepped towards me, his expression serious.

"I want you to do it," he insisted. "You need to."

I stared at him, my frown deepening. "You don’t deserve it."

His jaw clenched, but his voice remained steady. "Let yourself feel the pain, Olivia. Let yourself hit me. I deserve every bit of it."

I shook my head, stepping back. "I don’t want to—"

He stepped closer. "Yes, you will... because I deserve it."

I took a shaky step back. "Lennox, I don’t want to do this."

"But I want you to," he said. His voice didn’t rise, didn’t waver. It was calm. Almost heartbreakingly calm. "You need to."

I shook my head, feeling the heat rise in my chest. "You don’t get to decide what I need—"

"Think of the pain," he gently interrupted. "Think of everything I’ve done to you."

My lips parted. I stood there, fists clenched, breath trembling.

But I still didn’t move.

He stepped closer again, his voice low and rough. "Think of our wedding night... the pain you endured."

The memory struck me like a blade to the heart. Tears stung my eyes. My hands tightened into fists at my sides.

Yet, I remained unmoved.

"Remember when we accused you of stealing? When we humiliated you in front of the pack?"

face away, my chest

I struck you without

My hand twitched.

eyes. "You

down

make me do this," I

Begging you. Let me

my eyes. My

dropped

For the pain. For the betrayal.

My fingers curled.

Tears flowed freely now.

you,"

"I know."

raised my

And this time—

I slapped him.

turned from the

Didn’t move.

to me, nodding

"For when we laughed while

Slap.

we rejected you

Slap.

word we uttered. Every time

Slap.

carried a memory. Each memory tore open an old

The rage. The

to the surface like fire under

you needed us," he

Slap.

count of how many times I struck him

the ache in my arm, the tremble in my bones, the burning

had nothing left

blurred. And I

cheek was swollen,

But he stood still.

for his sins. And where I stood,

up beside me and spoke casually. "Even this

at Lennox. He stood there like a broken man, and no matter how much

Damien said, wrapping his arm around

and my eyes met Lennox’s

I noticed it—the

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