Chapter 231: Familiar

Lennox’s POV

My heart raced, and I didn’t know why.

The moment my eyes landed on the woman standing beside Damien—his so-called new wife—something inside me jolted. Hard.

She was beautiful, yes. Striking, even. But that wasn’t it.

That wasn’t why I couldn’t look away.

That wasn’t why my heart was pounding in my chest like it was trying to claw its way out.

There was something... familiar.

Painfully familiar.

She stood there quietly, letting Damien hold her like some prize, but her eyes—those eyes—they weren’t soft or smiling or warm.

They were guarded. Sharp. Haunted.

Broken.

And the way she looked at me...

No, not just me—all of us. Like she recognized us. Like we mattered to her.

I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t breathe properly.

My chest felt tight. My throat, dry.

For a moment, everything around me dulled—the voices, the silence, even my brothers standing beside me.

It all faded into the background, and all I could focus on was her.

I forced myself to look away, to keep walking, but I could still feel her gaze on me.

My wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin, something he hadn’t done in days.

What the hell is going on with me?

I clenched my fists at my sides, jaw tightening as I stood before them.

It made no sense.

None of this did.

Why was this stranger—this lady—making me feel like the ground beneath me had shifted?

And why, for the first time in days...

Did I feel like Olivia was standing right in front of me?

a kiss on her cheek

Louis. Meet Rebecca, my wife," he

fixed on the strange woman. She smelled nothing like Olivia—but strangely, her scent of vanilla mixed with roses was comforting...

bowed

"Greetings," she said.

I nor my brothers

she was from India, with her long black hair and sharp

voice broke the

hear about Olivia," he said, sounding

his voice

snapped. "Wasn’t it you who helped her leave in the first

a

smoothly. "If you three had treated her like real men—like true mates—she wouldn’t have rejected you

words hurt... but

myself," Damien continued casually, completely unbothered. He slid an arm around Rebecca’s waist again, possessive and

a long trip.

and began

steps were graceful but slow. She didn’t look

needed her

just wanted to look into her

watching them disappear down the

they were out of sight,

They turned too.

us silently

same thing... but none

voice

said, stepping forward. "It’s wrong to stare at your uncle’s wife like

at

tone was

her? Is that it? You want

muttered, though I wasn’t sure if I

enough.

hard, my chest still

We didn’t say anything.

toward the stairs, and my brothers

room, I turned to face

guys... feel it?" I asked, my voice low, like I was

respond. His brows

the hell I felt," he muttered. "But it wasn’t normal. The moment she looked at me—at us—it was like

his chest. He looked more unsettled

he said. "I felt it too.

said the words that made my stomach

our second chance

The room fell still.

both stared at him, but he wasn’t

His eyes were serious.

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