I stepped back, letting my eyes rake over her.
“Too bad your pussy isn’t as tight as I thought,” I said coldly. “Even Anita-who my brother and I have fucked more times than I can count-is tighter than you. Who knows? Maybe you’ve been whoring around.”
It was a lie. A vicious, calculated lie. And I knew exactly how much it would hurt,
Olivia’s face twisted in anger, her eyes darkening as she sucked in a sharp breath. For a split. second, I thought she might slap me. Hell, I wanted her to. I wanted her to fight me, to give me an excuse to pin her against that wall again and remind her exactly who she belonged to.
But she didn’t.
Instead, she scoffed.
A cold, hollow sound that sent a strange sensation twisting through my chest.
“Wow,” she mused, shaking her head. “That’s the best you’ve got?” Her lips curled into a cruel smile. “You expect me to believe you give a damn who I’ve been with?” She took a step closer, her bare skin still flushed from what we had just done. “You’re a liar, Lennox.”
I clenched my jaw.
She was right.
I didn’t give a fuck if she had been with someone else. Because she hadn’t. I had made sure of that. No man dared to touch her, not with the silent threats I had ensured followed her like a shadow. Even Louis, my brother, her mate had only kissed her-just a fucking kiss-and that alone was already, driving me mad.
But she didn’t need to know that.
She didn’t need to know how much control she had over me.
“I don’t care who you fuck, Olivia, I sneered, forcing my voice into something cold and detached. “I just hope my brothers don’t get bored of you as fast as I did.”
She flinched.
It was quick, barely noticeable, but I saw it. And fuck, that made something sharp twist in my chest. I hated hurting her. Hated it more than I could admit. But she had hurt me first.
She had destroyed me first.
Her lips parted like she wanted to say something, but she quickly snapped them shut, her expression turning unreadable. Then, she tightened the towel around herself and turned toward the bathroom door.
“Leave my room, Alpha Lennox.”
The words were quiet, almost soft. But they hit harder than any scream ever could.
And then she disappeared into the bathroom.
I stood there, feeling like the air had been knocked out of me. My wolf was howling in my head, howling at me, furious at me.
I let out a harsh breath, dragging a hand through my hair before turning on my heel and walking out of her room.
Pain. Anger. Guilt.
And fucking desire.
It all tangled together, burning inside me as I made my way to my room. But when I pushed the door open, I froze.
Anita was kneeling on the floor: Naked. Her head bowed, her hands resting on her thighs in perfect submission.
Waiting for me.
Lennox’s POV
My wolf growled in irritation the moment I saw Anita kneeling there, naked, head bowed in submission like she had done so many times before. But this time, it didn’t ignite anything in me.
Not even a flicker of desire.
I clenched my jaw, stepping inside and slamming the door shut behind me. The sound echoed through the room, making Anita flinch slightly before lifting her head. She was beautiful- objectively so. Long hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, flawless skin, curves that had once been enough to satisfy me. But as I stared at her now, all I saw was the glaring fact that she wasn’t Olivia.
“What the fuck are you doing here? My voice was cold, void of the amusement and desire I once had for her little games.
Anita smiled-a slow, sultry thing that had once made my blood heat. “I was waiting for you, Alpha,” she purred, running her hands up her thighs. “I missed you. It’s been too long.”
I scoffed, raking a hand through my hair. “Get up, Anita.”
She blinked, her smile disappearing. “What?”
“I said, get the fuck up.” My patience was razor-thin, my mood still tangled in Olivia’s scent, her taste, the way she had moaned my name even while trying to push me away.
Anita hesitated for a moment before slowly rising to her feet, her expression shifting from seduction to confusion. “I don’t understand. You’ve never told me to stop before.”
I exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Yeah, well, things change.
Her eyes darkened with something sharp. “This is about her, isn’t it?”
I didn’t answer.
She let out a bitter laugh, stepping closer, pressing her naked body against mine. “You think she’s different?” she whispered, her lips brushing my jaw. “Are you developing a soft spot for that bitch?”
My hand shot up, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look at me. “Don’t call her a bitch.” My voice was lethal, every syllable dripping with venom.
Anita smirked, but there was pain behind her eyes. “No, she’s worse. Because she doesn’t even want you.”
I stiffened.
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She pressed her hands against my chest, trailing them down my stomach, her voice dropping into something almost pitying. “But I do.”
For the first time in my life, I felt nothing.
Not even anger
I grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands off me. “Get out”
Her eyes widened in shock. “Lennox-“
“I said, get the fuck out, Anita.”
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The command in my tone left no room for argument. She stared at me for a long moment, her lips parting like she wanted to say something, but then she huffed, grabbing her discarded robe and throwing it on.
“Tomorrow is the ceremony where I become your mistress. Are you forgetting that?” she muttered.
I frowned.
Anita stepped closer, her chin lifted in defiance. “Alpha Lennox, I hope you’re not trying to go back on your word. You and your brothers-
She scoffed, a cruel smirk curling her lips. “You and your brothers have fucked me he way you wanted. In your room, in the woods, at the seashore. And now you think you can toss me aside just because you’re tired of me?”
My wolf growled, my frown deepening.
“No man will ever want me now. Tomorrow, I become your concubine-whether you like it or not,” Anita declared in anger before storming out of the room.
The moment the door slammed shut behind her, I exhaled, rubbing a hand down my face. But not amount of deep breaths could calm the storm raging inside me.
Because Olivia was still on my mind.
Her taste was still on my lips.
And I fucking hated that I wanted more..
The door to my room pushed open, and Levi and Louls walked in.
Levi narrowed his eyes. “Anita just reported you to us… she said you kicked her out of your room.”
I sighed, pushing myself to my feet. “Yeah. I wasn’t in the mood. Anita acts like everything is about sex.
Louis’s sharp eyes flicked over me as he moved closer. His nostrils flared, and his expression darkened almost instantly.
“You reek,” he muttered.
I scoffed, running a hand through my hair. “Of what? Sweat? Frustration?”
“Olivia.” His voice was clipped, laced with something I didn’t like.
Levi’s gaze sharpened, and I tensed, my wolf baring its teeth in warning. Louis took another step closer, his jaw clenched so tightly I could hear his teeth grinding.
“Tell me, brother,” he said, his tone deceptively calm, “why the fuck do you smell like Olivia?”
I met his glare head-on, crossing my arms. “Why do you care?”
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.