Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 348: In my Arms

Louis’s POV

"So, you’re really with Olivia," Lennox said. His tone caught me off guard. It wasn’t sharp, not the furious edge I had prepared myself for. Instead, it was calm, almost resigned.

I had braced for his anger—for him to lash out, accuse me of lying, of sneaking behind their backs while everything else was falling apart. But instead, all I heard was the faint sigh that slipped through the link.

"You should have just said it," he muttered.

I exhaled, rubbing a hand over my face. "I didn’t want things to get awkward."

Lennox scoffed lightly, not angrily —just matter-of-fact. "Come on, Louis. She’s also your mate. That doesn’t matter. Not to me."

His words hit me in a way I hadn’t expected. I sank deeper against the bedframe, glancing down at Olivia sleeping soundly against my chest. The knot in my stomach loosened just a little.

"So... what now?" I asked after a moment, uncertain.

"Don’t worry," Lennox said, his tone collected, the edge of command slipping in the way it always did when he took charge. "Just stay with Olivia. At least she needs one of us right now. I’ll tell Calvin she went on a trip with you. He’ll back off if he thinks she’s safe."

I nodded instinctively, even though he couldn’t see me. "Okay."

That was Lennox—always quick to find a solution, even in the messiest situations. He didn’t dwell, didn’t overcomplicate. While Levi would’ve pressed me with a hundred questions, Lennox had already decided the path forward. That quality of his—steady, decisive—was something I had always admired, even if I never admitted it to his face.

I glanced down at Olivia again, brushing a strand of hair from her face. She shifted slightly, sighing softly in her sleep, her arms curling tighter around me as though she knew, deep down, she was safe.

"Tell me if anything goes wrong," I said to Lennox.

"Don’t worry... just have fun." With that, Lennox ended the mind link.

I inhaled deeply, pressing a kiss to Olivia’s head. She was still fast asleep. It seemed our play last night had drained every bit of strength from her.

"Mine." My wolf howled possessively inside me.

my arms sink into me. But then it hit me—when she woke, she would be hungry. I opened my eyes, realizing I needed

brushing against my lips. She didn’t stir, only sighed faintly

against her ear,

eyes didn’t open, but she murmured something faint and sleepy, a sound that made my chest ache with tenderness. I lingered for a heartbeat, then

on a shirt and padded out

finding them neatly stocked, just as I’d asked her to keep them. Everything was arranged in order, labeled,

I came here.

I knew I had drained her. My wolf howled proudly at the thought, but

Not dominance. Not play.

Care.

needed food, comfort, and a reason to smile

sleeves and set

yolks spread across the heat. The sound filled the quiet kitchen. I grabbed bread, sliding it into the

I murmured aloud,

deserves more than this. She deserves the world. You saw her last night—how fragile she was after the dream.

eggs, lowering the flame. "I know. But we can’t cage her,

at Frederick. Look at her mother. Don’t let her out

from—possession, protection, love. The same things that

I promised quietly, sliding the eggs onto the plate.

still felt his hunger, his need to claim her in every way possible. I ignored it, focusing

made for her. Eggs, toast, fruit, tea. I picked it up carefully and carried it

sun. Olivia hadn’t moved much—still curled into the blankets, her breathing soft and even. For a moment, I just stood there, watching her,

crossed the room quietly, setting the tray down on the bedside table. Leaning closer, I brushed a kiss

the blanket,

I murmured, reaching for the tray. "Let

in her sleepy eyes. "You’re going to

smile. "Last night drained you. The least I can do is make

smile, but her cheeks warmed. She leaned back against the pillows, surrendering. "Alright then... feed

laughed softly, though it ended in a sigh. I picked up a slice of toast first, brushing the edge lightly against her lips until she