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.

never happen again," he said coldly to Selene. "She’s our mate. You’ll show her the respect

for our plan, I would have thrown you out

line as she clenched her fists against the

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

wasn’t over. Not by a

hated me. And I hated

hatred was going to spill over

being in the same room as her another second. My wolf still snarled under my skin, restless and angry, but all I

mine, pulling me away from the kitchen. I didn’t argue. I let them guide me

soft thud, and for the first time since I’d walked into the kitchen, I let out a breath. My shoulders slumped as I leaned against the wall, pressing a trembling hand

stand her," I whispered, my voice raw. My throat tightened as the words left me. "Every time I see her, every time she looks at

"I know, Liv," he murmured against my hair. "I know it’s hard. But it’s only for a while. Just until Frederick is

gently across my skin. "We hate this too," he admitted, his voice low and heavy. "But she’s a piece of the plan we

You don’t have to worry, Olivia. All you need to

pressing closer, soaking in their warmth. Their voices, their touch, their presence—together they pushed back

though the fire of my jealousy still burned, for

a while, I told myself. Just

assuring smile to them. "I have to bathe and go back to Frederick... I have to follow him to the

Their faces hardened immediately.

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