Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 287: Let’s Start all over

Lennox’s POV

"Olivia... what are you doing here?" I asked, stunned.

She was the last person I expected to see right now, wrapped in nothing but a blanket, her hair tousled, and cheeks still flushed from whatever had happened before she came here.

But she didn’t respond.

Instead, she walked toward me in silence, her eyes unreadable in the low firelight. My heart hammered in my chest, confused and aching all at once.

Then, without a word, she climbed onto my lap and curled into me—her head resting gently against my chest.

I froze.

For a second, I didn’t breathe. I just held her there, stunned by the feel of her on me.

Then my arms moved on instinct, wrapping around her tightly. I cradled her like she was something breakable. Something I’d nearly lost.

Her heartbeat thudded softly against mine, steady and close.

And even though my mind was a mess of questions and pain... I held her like she was my world.

Because she was.

Because no matter how much it tore me up, no matter how jealous or broken I felt—this was still Olivia.

My Olivia.

I lifted her gently into my arms, her weight featherlight, her scent already soothing my pain. I buried my face in her hair, letting the silence say what I couldn’t.

For a long moment, we stayed like that, wrapped in each other, in silence. The warmth of her body against mine, her soft breaths tickling my neck, the steady beat of her heart grounding me.

And still, I couldn’t speak.

I didn’t want to ruin this moment. I didn’t want to ask questions that might break whatever fragile peace this was.

So I just kept holding her, burying my face in her hair again, breathing her in like she was air and I’d been suffocating.

Then, softly... she spoke.

"Do you remember when I was thirteen?"

Her voice was quiet, almost a whisper, but I felt the words vibrate through my chest.

I nodded slightly, not trusting myself to speak.

that fever," she continued, curling tighter into me. "And I wouldn’t stop shivering... everyone panicked.

I remembered.

Of course I remembered.

the only one I wanted near me," she said, the ghost of a smile in her voice. "You picked me up and held me like this... right against your chest. You didn’t even let go when

moment. Her small, trembling body clinging to me, crying from the heat and the chills, and my wolf refusing to

almost a laugh. "Levi and Louis kept begging me to let them take a turn. They said you needed rest. That

ache in my chest

her fingers curling lightly against my shirt. "I wouldn’t leave your

at the

if you were

pulled her closer, pressing my lips to the top of her head, letting her words

that way now," she whispered.

my arms tighten

ever thought

She was home.

all that happened... my feelings for you... for your brothers never changed... they are

pricking my eyes... why did Olivia

three," she continued, her voice barely more than a whisper. "What you did to me... what you three did to me... I should’ve walked away and never looked back. But here I am.

words sank deep, each one like a blade

It was love.

Undeserved, unwavering love.

She still loved us.

Even after everything.

but I could feel the tremble in her voice, the way her hands clutched at my shirt

I wanted to. I needed to. But my heart...

her gaze then, slowly, her eyes glassy with tears that clung to her lashes like fragile crystals. Her expression was so

honest. "Since the day I realized the way I looked at you... it wasn’t innocent anymore. It wasn’t just a crush.

Not for one second. Not when you rejected me. Not when you hurt

down her cheeks, low, silent streaks of heartbreak—and I couldn’t take

her face with trembling hands, and kissed her tears away. One. Then another. Then another—until I was kissing her cheeks like

hate you. I

pressed my forehead to hers, closing

at me.

I murmured, my voice raw. "You,

tear-filled eyes.

I said softly, brushing a thumb along her cheek. "And we’re not trying to. But we can’t keep pretending the past didn’t break something in you—something in all of

briefly, like the weight of those words settled somewhere

continued, my voice cracking. "Gods, we shattered you.

arms tightened around

from it,

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