Pleasure ripped through me, my release spilling into the condom as I buried myself deep inside her. My breathing was heavy, my chest rising and falling as I rode out the aftershocks.
For a brief moment, silence filled the room, broken only by Anita’s soft panting.
Then, without a word, I reached down and pulled out of her. My body was still humming with satisfaction, but the moment was already fading.
Because it wasn’t Olivia.
It never was.
Anita stretched beside me, her fingers lazily trailing down my chest. “Damn, that was hot,” she breathed.
I didn’t respond. Instead, I reached over and pulled her into my arms. For a moment, we didn’t say a word until the door opened and Levi and Louis walked in.
“So you two were having fun without us,” Louis said, and Anita, loving the attention, giggled softly.
“Move away, Lennox,” Levi grumbled.
I sighed and rolled out of bed as Levi and Louis positioned themselves beside Anita, wasting no time before devouring her like hungry animals.
I moved away from the bed, walking into the bathroom and turning on the shower. As I stood under the cold water, I could still hear the muffled moans coming from my room.
My brothers and I did practically everything together. We shared everything-so sharing Anita, or any other woman, was nothing new. But we also competed against each other.
Who was the best fighter.
The strongest wolf.
The fastest shifter.
Sometimes, it even came down to who fucked better. Who Anita enjoyed more.
And most importantly-who would end up being her mate.
We all knew that on her eighteenth birthday, she would be mated to one of us. And if fate was cruel enough, to all three of us.
And whoever she was mated to would be Dad’s favorite. The pack’s favored Alpha.
So, in a way, we were all competing for her.
But that didn’t mean we didn’t love each other.
Sighing heavily, I thought of Olivia, of the good memories I had of her. Of how I fell in love with her even as just a little boy of twelve. How I competed with my brothers, assuming they liked her too.
As we grew older, I thought she liked me too.
But I was wrong. So damn wrong.
Turning off the shower, I tied a towel around my waist and walked back into the room.
Back in my room, I found Levi and Louis fucking Anita dominantly. She was on her knees, Levi’s cock in her mouth while Louis fucked her from behind.
Their moans filled the air, but I ignored them, walking over to grab a pair of simple track pants. I needed a run. I needed to clear my head.
I pulled them on and left the room without another word.
But just as I stepped into the hallway, a female servant rushed up to me, looking panicked.
“Young master, Olivia just fainted on the rooftop,” she announced, her voice trembling.
My breath caught. Panic surged through me, but I forced myself to stay composed.
“Then wake her up and send her back in,” I said, sounding nonchalant as I hid my worry.
“That’s the problem,” the servant insisted.
“We’ve tried waking her, but she’s not responding.”
I furrowed my brow, my frown deepening. “What do you mean?”
She swallowed hard, her eyes wide with fear. “She’s not breathing.”
Lennox’s POV
I could feel my heart racing in my chest as I followed the maid leading me to Olivia’s quarters. I wanted to act nonchalant, like I didn’t care, but I couldn’t. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t hide the worry etched on my face.
Stepping into the room, I was met with the sight of Olivia lying lifeless on her bed. Her mother knelt beside her, crying uncontrollably, while a medicine woman attended to her. The moment my eyes landed on Olivia’s pale, unmoving form, pain racked my entire body. My breath caught in my throat, and I pushed myself forward to the bed.
“Why isn’t she breathing?” I asked, my voice trembling.
Her mother, wailing in anguish, stood up from the floor and rushed at me. Before I could react, her hands gripped my collar, and she yanked me down to her level, glaring at me with pain and hate burning in her eyes.
“Are you and your brothers satisfied now?” she spat, her voice dripping with pain. “Come, eat her dead body!”
I swallowed hard, unable to say a word as guilt clawed at my chest.
Her grip tightened as fresh tears streamed down her face. “How can you and your brothers hate Olivia this much?” she demanded, her voice cracking. “You used to adore her! When you were children, she was your world. She worshiped you, followed you everywhere. She would have given anything for you three. And you? You protected her. Cherished her.”
Her voice dropped to a whisper, filled with agony. “But now? Now you despise her. Why? Because her father was accused of stealing? Because she’s an omega? Because she’s no longer the daughter of a gamma?”
My throat tightened as I swallowed the lump forming there. Tears burned at the edges of my eyes, and before I could stop them, they slipped down my cheeks.
That wasn’t why I hated her.
Maybe my brothers had their reasons, their own twisted justifications for turning their backs on her, but me? My reason was different. A selfish, painful truth I could never bring myself to say aloud.
Another tear slipped down my cheek, and I turned my head away in shame.
Then-
A sudden, small sound filled the room.
A sneeze.
I jerked my head back toward Olivia, my heart leaping into my throat. The medicine woman gasped, and her mother froze, her breath hitching.
Another sneeze.
And then, Olivia stirred.
With a racing heart and tear-filled eyes, I watched as she slowly opened her eyes. Her mother, who still had her hands on my collar, let go of me and crawled over to Olivia, who had gained consciousness.
Not wanting her to see me in tears, I turned around and left the room. I changed my mind and didn’t go for the run anymore. Instead, I went back to my room and found Anita, Levi, and Louis on the bed. Louis and Levi were awake, lying beside an exhausted, sleeping Anita.
The second my brothers saw me, they knew something was wrong.
“Lennox?” Levi’s voice was laced with concern as he sat up, reaching for his underwear.
I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling shakily as I shut the door behind me. My chest still felt tight, my emotions all over the place. Levi’s concerned gaze stayed locked on me while Louis sat up, rubbing his face tiredly.
“Lennox?” Levi asked again, his voice laced with worry. “What happened?”
I wanted to brush him off, pretend everything was fine, but I couldn’t. The image of Olivia lying there, motionless, haunted me. Her mother’s words echoed in my mind.
Are you and your brothers satisfied now?
I let out a dry chuckle, shaking my head. Satisfied? No. I felt like I was suffocating under the weight of something I couldn’t even put into words.
“She almost died,” I finally muttered, my voice hoarse.
Louis sat up straighter, frowning. “Who?”
I swallowed hard. “Olivia.”
Levi and Louis both froze. The silence that followed was thick, suffocating. I could see the way Levi’s jaw tightened, his eyes filled with fear and worry, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Louis, usually the more composed one, exhaled sharply.
“What do you mean she almost died?” Louis finally asked, his voice controlled, but I could hear the tension in it.
“She wasn’t breathing,” I admitted, my throat tightening again. “She looked-” I stopped, shaking my head. I couldn’t say it. I wouldn’t. “Her mother… she lost it. She blamed us.”
Levi scoffed, running a hand through his hair. “Of course, she did.”
“She’s not wrong,” I bit out, surprising even myself. Levi’s eyes snapped to mine, and for a moment, neither of us spoke.
Louis exhaled slowly, swinging his legs off the bed. “And now?”
“She woke up,” I said, glancing away. “I left before she saw me.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.