Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 468: Wrong?

Olivia’s POV

I turned slowly, my pulse hammering in my ears. Louis stood by the door, his face pale with fury, his jaw tight, his eyes dark with disbelief. For a long, terrible moment, no one said a word. The silence was deafening, thick with disbelief, guilt, and something worse—disappointment.

Louis’s voice came again, lower this time but sharper, like a blade. "Tell me I’m not seeing this."

"Louis—" Levi started, but Louis cut him off with a bitter laugh that sounded nothing like him.

"Are you for real right now, Levi? Here?" His voice cracked with rage. "In the damn study while Lennox is lying there, fighting for his life?"

The words hit like a slap. Shame burned through me. I pulled away from Levi, clutching the edge of the desk, trying to catch my breath. My body trembled—not from desire now, but from humiliation. My throat felt tight, the weight of Louis’s stare crushing me.

"Louis, please," I whispered, my voice shaking. "It’s not—"

"Not what?" he snapped, his eyes flashing. "Not what it looks like? Because it looks exactly what it looks like, Olivia."

Levi stepped forward then, his jaw clenched. "Enough," he said firmly, trying to keep his tone calm. "You don’t get to talk to her like that."

Louis turned to him, his anger flaring hotter. "Don’t you dare defend this, Levi. You should be ashamed too. Lennox would—" He stopped himself, his voice breaking for a second before he forced it back under control. "He would be disgusted."

Levi’s nostrils flared. "You think I don’t care about him?"

"Doesn’t look like it," Louis shot back, his tone dripping with contempt. "While he’s dying, you’re in here doing this. How can you two even think of sex in a time like this? Disgraceful."

My wolf whined inside me. The pleasure that had filled me moments ago died instantly.

step closer, his voice dropping into a growl.

spat. "Because someone has to say

grew heated. Both brothers stood face-to-face now—Levi’s fury meeting Louis’s heartbreak. I could see it in both their eyes—the love they had for Lennox, the guilt, the frustration, the grief

forward weakly, my voice breaking. "Please, stop. Both of

But they didn’t stop.

helps anything? Can’t you keep your dick away for even a moment? You’ve completely

grip tight but not violent. "You don’t know

snapped, jerking free. "You’re

please..." I whispered

the look in his eyes broke something inside me. It

his head slowly. "No, Olivia," he said quietly. "It’s exactly what I

behind him

left behind was

a hand through his hair. "Damn it..." he muttered,

sank down onto the edge of the desk, covering my face with my hands. "What have we done?"

closer, his voice low and comforting. "He’ll calm down,"

voice barely audible. "Was what we did... really

for a moment, his chest still rising and falling heavily as he stared at the floor. Then

quietly but firmly. "It wasn’t

conflict he was trying to hide. "We didn’t plan this, Olivia. It just... happened. It was real. And I won’t ever regret feeling you—even

looked up at him, his words burning into me. My heart ached with confusion, torn between the truth

"What if someone else had walked in? What if it wasn’t Louis, but anyone else? What would they think of us,

but

his life, and I—" my voice cracked, "—I