Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 393

Chapter 393: Hate Each Other

Chapter 393: Hate Each Other

Olivia’s POV

Her breath hitched, and her knees buckled against the floor.

She landed hard, her palms slapping against the tiles to steady herself. Anger flickered in her eyes, but she dared not raise her chin.

"Say it," Lennox ordered, his voice raging. "Apologize to her. Now."

Selene’s jaw worked, grinding back against her own pride. For a heartbeat, I thought she’d refuse, consequences be damned. But then her gaze flicked up—straight to me—and I saw the pure hatred burning there.

Good, she should hate me because I hate her too.

"I’m sorry," she muttered, her words tight, laced with hate.

"Louder," Lennox snapped. His wolf was right there, riding the edge, vibrating in his chest.

Selene flinched, her lips parting. "I said, I’m sorry."

The words echoed across the kitchen, small and hollow, but still an apology.

fingers. "This should never happen again," he said coldly to

wolf flared, his eyes sharp, his presence crowding the space as he leaned forward slightly. "If not for our plan, I would have thrown you out of here, but we’re giving you one chance. One. If you ever disrespect her again, family or not, you won’t stay under this roof another

a thin line as she clenched her fists

stood there, my breath uneven, my wolf finally settling just a little. Seeing her on her knees, hearing those words—even forced—soothed something inside me that had been clawing to

deep down, I knew this wasn’t over. Not by a

me. And

sooner or later, that hatred was going

wolf still snarled under my skin, restless and angry, but all

I let them guide me back through the halls, away from her sharp eyes and venomous tongue, back to

walked into the kitchen, I let out a breath. My shoulders slumped as I leaned

"Every time I see her, every

me. "I know, Liv," he murmured against my hair. "I know it’s hard. But it’s only for a

hate this too," he admitted, his voice low and heavy. "But she’s a piece of the plan we can’t throw away. It won’t be forever.

His gaze was firm but soft. "We’ll handle her. You don’t have to

warmth. Their voices, their touch, their presence—together they pushed back

jealousy

while, I told myself.

assuring smile to them. "I have to bathe and go back

Their faces hardened immediately.

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