Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 267: Start Talking

Lennox’s POV

"They cut it off. Thinking it was Olivia’s dead body. And then... Gabriel had it placed at your border, for you three to see."

Rage like nothing I’d ever felt before surged through me. My wolf growled inside my head, demanding I rip Damien apart right there. But I held myself back.

Damien kept talking like he couldn’t see we were seconds from tearing him apart.

"I told Olivia I would only help her escape Gabriel if she agreed to have a change of face... and act as my wife."

My jaw clenched. My fists curled so tightly, I felt my nails pierce skin.

"She agreed," he went on, almost casually. "The plan was simple. Take her in as my wife so the council would stop pressuring me to marry—while I still continued my search for Sofia." He cast a quick glance at Sofia, who was now sitting silently on the couch, shoulders shaking as she sobbed quietly.

"My plan would’ve worked," he added coldly. "If not for the threats I started receiving. That’s why I brought her here... and well, I believe you know the rest."

A heavy silence filled the room. No one spoke. No one moved. Until I did. I took a slow, threatening step forward, my eyes locked on him with pure, blistering hate.

"You’re evil," I said coldly. "You didn’t just trick us. You didn’t just rip her away from us..."

My breath came out ragged.

"You made her reject us."

He opened his mouth slightly, but I didn’t let him speak.

"You knew she was in danger. You knew people were hunting her. You knew she needed help. But instead of telling us—you used it." I took another step. "You used it for your own twisted revenge. For your selfish plan. You took her pain and made it part of your fucking strategy."

Damien looked away, but I didn’t stop.

the hero now just because you kept her alive. You still broke her. You broke us. And

to him now, my face inches

"You’ll pay."

I meant every

I did wrong, but I

you to,"

him. His brows were furrowed in pain and

not

snapped back to

bracelet wrapped around her wrist," he said. "That bracelet suppressed her wolf... her scent... even her life. It was enchanted. If she disobeyed me,

didn’t get

and launched

THUD, my fists

bastard!" I screamed, punching him hard across the face.

my weight, but now I was

that he was my uncle. He had touched what was mine. He had hurt Olivia in the worst possible

against bone. My wolf howled

beneath me

suffer!" I shouted. "You

Father’s voice thundered across the

strong arms grabbed me from behind, yanking me off Damien and dragging me

I snarled, and yanked myself away from his grip. I turned around and glared at my father. "You better start talking too," I snapped, my

closer. "You and Mother should start talking, and we want the absolute

hard to read, his jaw clenched, his brows drawn. But I could see the war

slowly and

began quietly, "your great-grandmother... she had children