Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 176: What If

Chapter 176: What If

Lennox’s POV

I managed to force myself out of bed. My whole body ached and throbbed, but I pushed through the pain and approached Olivia.

My heart was breaking—not just because she made out with someone else, but because of what my brothers and I made her go through. Right now, I would do anything... anything to turn back the hands of time and make things right. But that was just a wish.

Getting closer to Olivia, I perceived the smell of the wolf on her, and immediately I knew it was Gabriel. My weakened wolf howled possessively inside me, but I shoved the feelings down.

"Olivia..." I reached for her hand, but she yanked it away and frowned even deeper.

"Don’t touch me!" she spat.

I nodded and let my hand drop to my side.

"We’re sorry, Olivia... we’re so sorry," I said, apologizing from the depths of my heart. I wished she could see it—my heart, the hearts of my brothers. We were truly sorry. Sorry for all the miserable things we did. But deep down, I knew that being sorry would never be enough.

Olivia’s frown deepened, clearly not moved by my apology.

"I don’t fucking need your apology. It’s too late for that. All that’s left is the meeting. Once we get there, I’ll tell the council I no longer want the bond. I’ll tell them what the three of you did to me. And once I’m set free, I will leave you three and this godforsaken pack," she spat, so much hate and anger for us in her eyes.

My heart ached at her words, and my wolf whimpered inside me. I couldn’t speak. So Levi stepped forward.

"Liv... you once loved us, didn’t you?" he asked, struggling to leave the bed as he approached us.

Olivia’s gaze snapped to him, her jaw clenched tight. "Don’t," she warned coldly.

"You don’t get to bring that up," she hissed, her voice trembling—not with fear, but anger. "You three killed that love. You destroyed it with your own hands."

Then her shoulders slumped slightly. "You think saying sorry will fix this?" she asked, her voice softer but filled with pain. "You think one apology erases what you did?"

"No," I said quietly. "We know it doesn’t. But we’ll keep saying it anyway."

Levi stepped closer, ignoring the ache in his limbs. "We don’t want to lose you, Liv. Not like this. Not because we were fools."

She stared at him for a long, heavy moment, then shook her head.

"You already lost me," she whispered.

the three of us in silence, surrounded by our shame, our regret, and the

hung in the air as neither I

healed. I sank onto the couch

the hell were we

we did all those horrible

her. And now I could barely face the reflection of the man I had become. The pain in her eyes—how could

each lost in his thoughts. Levi looked particularly troubled, while Louis stared blankly at the wall like he was trying to

my voice. "Are we sure..." I paused, unsure how to phrase it. "Are we

turned to me

frustration and confusion knotting my gut. "I’m serious. Think about it. The letters. The way we started acting. The coldness. The decisions we made... It wasn’t normal.

think

directly. But something’s off. What if the letters had a spell or enchantment? What if

I’d act and then wonder why

tight. "I kept blaming it on anger or hate, but now... now it feels like something else was controlling

was a moment of

eyes briefly. "I’m making

eyes glazed over, clearly tapping into the pack link.

"She’s on her way."

dread settled over us. If we had been under a spell... maybe there was still a

we weren’t

we were exactly what Olivia

that truth might be

few moments later, a knock came

was. The

inside, balancing a tray of herbal tea. Her expression was calm, but I could see the worry in

said this will help you regain your strength," she said gently,

she got to me, I

of mint and bitter roots hit my nose. The taste followed just as quickly—earthy, with a burning tingle at the back of my throat. It wasn’t pleasant, but I didn’t complain. I knew it was

down across from us, her

are you feeling?" she asked

nodded in agreement,

hesitated. I knew she wanted to say more—her eyes gave her

now," I muttered. "We’re not

But she didn’t stop.

slowly, her gaze falling toward the door Olivia had left through, "it seems