Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 303: The War

Lennox’s POV

It felt like half of me had left with Olivia.

The excitement I’d been feeling just minutes ago was gone, snuffed out like a candle in the wind. Even my wolf, who had been wagging his tail in my mind ever since she was here, was now silent and brooding.

I let out a frustrated sigh and lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I was a fool. We were fools—me and my brothers.

We had Olivia all these years. She was ours, right here, and yet... we let someone else’s manipulations twist the truth. We let them poison what we had, and we believed it.

I turned my head slightly, my eyes landing on Levi and Louis. They were as quiet as I was, lost in their own thoughts. None of us had said a word since she teleported away.

I didn’t need to ask how they were feeling—I already knew. They were drowning in the same emptiness.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed on the nightstand.

I frowned and leaned over to grab it.

Gabriel.

I scoffed, glancing at my brothers. "The idiot is calling."

Levi raised a brow. Louis just gave a humorless smirk.

I hit answer and immediately put it on loudspeaker. "I hope you’ve received my message," I said flatly.

Gabriel’s voice came through the line, calm but with a hint of unease. "Lennox... let’s talk about it. It doesn’t have to be this way."

should be thanking me. I’m being kind to you. Normally, I’d just attack your pack without warning. But instead, I’m

spoke again, there was

cut in sharply, his voice cold. "You had the guts to do

her," Gabriel

kill her. Throwing her in a dungeon, plotting with my uncle—those things are enough.

"Don’t waste your breath trying to explain yourself. We’ve made our decision. You should

every right to be. No pack in their right mind would want to go to war with us—not when the three of us

the last war we had two years ago were still whispered in fear. Gabriel knew that if this came to

say another word. He

the bed,my jaw still locked,

knock, and

our Betas,

report," he said, glancing between me and my brothers. "Gabriel has about two hundred foot

leaned back against the headboard, shaking my head. "That means I’ll be going alone with my warriors. You two

me a sharp

don’t need to," I cut

your warriors

of mine,"

mental calculation, then nodded. "That’s four hundred foot warriors and two

more than

Dustin nodded.

you passed our warnings around to other

not to dare support Gabriel. Their response was unanimous—they don’t want

satisfied breath. "Good. They know better. No one

his arms and muttered, "Don’t you

and besides, I