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

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

you should go

arms around myself and shook my head. "No. Not this time. They need to fix this themselves. I can’t

have egos. None of them will admit they are wrong. None of them will bow first. That is why you are their mate.

out a long breath, too tired to argue

me, tracing over the sharp lines of his chest, the ridges of his abs, the water glistening on his skin. Heat

flooded back—the way his strength had crushed me into ecstasy, the way he had pushed me past every limit until I broke in his arms.

walking up to him, tugging that towel free, feeling him harden against me, bending under his weight as he fucked me until I couldn’t even remember my own

screamed for him, I knew it would be selfish

as I fought the urge to move. My wolf snarled with frustration, but I forced myself

to be caught fantasizing.

as my

me

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

of blood hit me first—Levi’s

made me stop

ugly cut along his ribs. Levi’s eyes snapped up first, widening when he saw me. Lennox turned too, his face tight with surprise. For a heartbeat, silence fell—just the three