Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 349: Hurt

Olivia’s POV

"What is wrong?" Louis asked, concern plain on his face.

"Olivia... please, you need to come home. We have something to discuss with you," my mother pleaded through the mind link again.

My frown deepened. "I’m not in the mood to see you, Mother. I’ll come home when I feel like it." I didn’t give her the chance to argue before cutting the link.

When I looked up, Louis was already on his feet, striding toward me with that same worried look. His eyes scanned me, as if he could pull the truth out without me saying a word.

I sighed and sat on the bed. He came closer, squatting in front of me. "It’s nothing," I said quietly. "My mother wants me back home, but I don’t want to go."

Louis tilted his head, not convinced. His gaze softened, but there was a sharp edge to his voice when he asked, "It’s not really about your mother, is it? ... Is it Lennox and Levi?"

I swallowed hard, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach my lips. "I don’t want to talk about them right now, and yes, it was my mother, not them."

Louis studied me for a moment longer, then finally sighed. "Fine. Then you don’t have to go home. Stay here with me."

His words warmed me, and I nodded. He gave me one last searching look before rising to his feet. "I’ll go shower."

whispered, watching him

one mess after another. I had been ignoring Lennox and Levi’s mind links. I told myself it was punishment—that shutting them out was the price they had to pay for fighting each other, for letting our bond weaken. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t just their punishment. It was mine too. Every time

wolf stirred restlessly. "Maybe you should go to them. Maybe

head. "No. Not this time. They need

growled, impatient. "They are Alphas, Olivia. They have pride, they have egos. None of them will admit they are wrong. None of them will bow first. That is why you are their mate. It’s

too tired to argue anymore. But deep down I

towel slung low around his waist, his hair damp and dripping down his temple. My eyes betrayed me, tracing over the sharp lines of his chest, the ridges of his abs, the water glistening on his skin. Heat stirred low in my stomach

way he had pushed me past every limit until I broke in his arms. Goddess, I wanted it again. I wanted him again. Right here, right now,

slipping from my chest. I imagined walking up to him, tugging that towel free, feeling him harden against

the fantasy flared, I smothered it. No matter how much my body screamed for him, I knew it would be selfish now. I was drained, still sore.

digging into my palm as I fought the urge

and I quickly looked away, pretending not to be caught fantasizing. But before I could even tease him, a

side as my wolf howled inside

head snapped toward me instantly. "Olivia?

reaching for his hand. The bond was tugging at me hard, sharp

me first—Levi’s blood. I followed it through

made me

hands pressed against a deep, ugly cut along his ribs. Levi’s eyes snapped