Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 209: Don’t Interfere

Lennox’s POV

My beta was giving me a report on the overall performance of the pack. My brothers and I had been absent from pack duties for a long time, and it was still a miracle that things hadn’t fallen apart—aside from a few meetings that required our attention.

I sighed and nodded once Dustin, my personal beta, finished speaking. "Thank you for holding the pack together all this while. You’re truly a good friend."

Dustin nodded, but before he could respond, the door to the study swung open, and my brothers walked in.

"I’ll take my leave," Dustin bowed respectfully and left.

As soon as he exited, Levi dropped a file on the desk in front of me.

"My men managed to identify ten people in the pack who can mimic other people’s handwriting. I’ve ordered all of them to be brought in for questioning."

I stared at the file Levi dropped, the air thick with tension as I opened it and scanned the list of names. None of them were familiar—just random pack members.

I sighed and shut the file. One of these people might be involved, but I was sure someone had paid them. Because, I doubted they had anything to lose by turning us against Olivia. We needed answers.

I turned to Levi. "Get a lie detector. He needs to be present during the interrogations. If any of them lies, we’ll find out."

Levi gave a firm nod.

Then I looked at Louis. "What about Anita?" I asked. "Any news?"

Louis frowned. "Mother needs to be called to order," he said, and I raised an eyebrow.

"What happened?"

His frown deepened, barely containing his frustration.

"What did she do this time?" I asked, my tone low and sharp.

He exhaled hard. "She’s going around the pack house telling everyone we’ll be fathers soon... like it’s confirmed Anita is pregnant with our children."

My eyes narrowed.

"She said what?"

Louis nodded. "And it’s more than talk. She’s been treating Anita like royalty—giving her special treatment. The maids and omegas serve her like she’s already Luna. She spends nearly every hour with Mother. It’s ridiculous."

my chair scraping

to be stopped," I growled. "We let her meddle once, and we all saw what that led

of the study, my

wing, the scent of jasmine and herbs filled the hallway. Two maids

the

on a cushion, her feet propped up while a maid massaged her

sight made my blood

at

her feet, bowing over and over before fleeing

near the walls. "Let me make this clear," I said coldly. "The next

but she said nothing.

just how furious I was. "Mother, this

slowly placed her teacup back on the

be doing," she said, her voice steady and laced with quiet judgment. "The babies in her

Louis snapped, his

they are ours," I said through clenched teeth, "we don’t fucking care. Anita is not our Luna. She’s not your daughter-in-law. She

instead of backing down,

made a mistake," she said slowly. "But if the babies in her belly are truly yours, they deserve love. They deserve

not doing this for some unborn children. You’re doing it because you want to control

done enough

eyes shimmered with pain. "They’re my grandchildren. Can’t I at least show them some

take care of everything.

my voice sharp with threat, "then we’ll make sure

but just then the

the tension in the room. His eyes moved from one face to the

him, my anger

Anita, I will personally book her a year-long holiday outside this continent—and she will be

gasped, clearly stunned I would say something like

mean it," I said, holding her gaze. "If she can’t stay

Silence fell.

Even Anita looked shocked.

"Escort her back to her room in the servants’ quarters—and make sure she doesn’t leave unless we say

and moved toward

mother’s face, I

I dropped onto the sofa and leaned back, pressing my hand to my forehead