“I believe you cat this,” he said softly.
Then, as if we were alone in the room, he raised the spoon towards my lips.
I blinked, confused for a moment. Was he really trying to feed me? To cause more chaos.
Before I could react or say a word, the sound of a loud bang echoed across the hall. Lennox had slammed his fist against the table, making plates rattle and cutlery jump.
“Enough!” he barked, his voice sharp and laced with rage. His eyes were blazing, locked not on me-but on Damien.
Everyone froze. Even the servants halted mid-step.
Louis clenched his jaw but said nothing. Levi’s eyes never left me.
Sir Damon, who had been silent all this while, slowly stood up from his end of the table. He didn’t yell or slam the table like his son.
Instead, his voice came out calm. “Alpha Lennox, sit down.”
Lennox’s chest heaved. His fists were still clenched, but he obeyed, dragging his chair back roughly before sinking into it.
“This will be settled in the council,” Sir Damon said, his voice loud enough for all of us to hear. “Not here. Not now.”
I glanced between them, my confusion growing. Settled in the council? What was being settled? What did this have to do with me?
I turned slightly towards Damien, who noticed the confused look on my face.
His smirk faded a bit, replaced by a calmer expression as he leaned towards me again. His voice was low, meant for me alone. “They didn’t tell you, huh?”
I shook my head. “Tell me what?”
Damien’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked towards the triplets, then back at me. “In a week, the council is meeting to decide your fate… and mine.”
My frown deepened.
“What do you mean?”
Alpha Damien shrugged. “The triplets have reported me to the council. From what I gathered, they accused me of wanting to snatch their mate and wife, so the first hearing is next Monday,” he explained.
I swallowed hard, picked up a glass of juice, and gulped it down.
“Easy, before you choke on it,” Alpha Damien said-not in a teasing tone, but in a concerned way.
I set the glass down and darted my eyes toward the triplets, who were now glaring daggers at Damien.
I looked back at Damien. “So?”
He smiled and leaned closer to my ear… his hot breath fanning my skin.
“We’ll talk about this later,” he whispered in a deep, husky voice, then pulled away and returned to his food.
Alpha Damien ate casually, as though he hadn’t just leaned into my neck like he owned me. As though he hadn’t made a sound that sent shivers crawling down my spine- unwanted shivers.
I shifted slightly in my seat, trying to put some distance between us, but he only smirked like he knew the effect he was having on me.
Damn it. What’s happening to me?
Get a hold of yourself, Olivia… this man is your husband’s uncle. This is a game. Remember that. Remember!
I caught Lady Fiona watching me with curious eyes, as though trying to piece together what was going on between me and Damien.
Then my gaze flicked back to Levi-he was gripping his fork so tightly, his knuckles were white. His jaw was clenched, his gaze burning into Damien’s side like he was seconds away from attacking him.
I reached for my water and sipped quietly, not bothering to eat. I had no appetite. Not for food. Not for small talk And definitely not for more drama.
When I set the glass down, Damien suddenly stood.
“I have a few things to handle,” he said, dusting crumbs off his lap. Then he leaned down again, so close his lips almost grazed my car. “Try not to miss me too much.
And just like that, he walked off-completely ignoring the storm brewing around the table.
After he left, I took a deep breath and picked up my spoon, trying to eat. But I couldn’t. My stomach felt sick.
Without saying a word, I pushed my chair back. The noise echoed in the quiet room. “Excuse me,” I said softly, still avoiding everyone’s gaze. I stood up and walked out. I could feel their eyes on me, but I didn’t care. I just kept walking.
My steps took me to the garden. I needed air. I needed space to think. To breathe.
The moment I stepped outside, the cool air brushed against my face. I breathed in the sweet scent of flowers and felt a little better. The birds were singing, and everything felt calm.
But suddenly, I felt a familiar pressure behind me, and even without turning around, I knew who it was.
With a frown, I turned fully to face him. “Are you following me?”
Olivia’s POV
Lennox had this pitiful look on his face-one that might have softened me once. But now? Now it only made my anger boil hotter.
“Olivia… can we talk?” he asked quietly, taking a small step closer.
I nodded, arms folded. “Go ahead. I’m listening.”
He opened his mouth, then shut it again. His lips pressed into a tight line, like he didn’t know how to begin. That was strange-Lennox was never the type to struggle with words. If anything, he always knew just what to say.
“Alpha Lennox,” I said, my voice harsh, “if you have nothing to say, I’ll be on my way.”
I turned to leave, but his hand shot out, grabbing my wrist.
I froze. The touch sent a shiver through me, not from affection-but from everything that had happened. I took a deep breath, turned slowly, and yanked my hand free.
“Don’t touch me,” I said quietly, but firmly.
“Olivia…” Lennox stepped back a little, guilt heavy in his voice. “I know… I know what we did can’t be undone. My brothers and I… we don’t deserve your forgiveness. Not now. Maybe not ever. But please… just give us a chance. A chance to fix what we broke.” He paused, his voice cracking a little.
“We’re not asking you to forget. You can hate us. You can be angry. But just let us try. Let us make it up to you-whatever it takes, however long it takes.”
My heart thudded in my chest. I didn’t reply. I just stared at him, waiting. He wasn’t done.
“We’ve reported Damien to the Council of Werewolves,” he continued, more firmly now. “The first hearing is next week.”
That caught my attention.
My brows pulled together/”Why?”
“Because he’s overstepped,” Lennox said, his jaw clenched. “He knows you’re mated to us. He’s our uncle, and he crossed a line. We had to act. The Council agreed to hear it
I folded my arms again. “And what does this have to do with me?”
He looked down for a second, then back up at me.
“They’re going to give you a choice,” he said quietly. “At the hearing, they’ll ask if you want to stay with us or reject the bond completely. You’ll be free to choose.”
The words hit me hard.
“And I believe you already know what I would choose.”
Lennox’s eyes widened with fear. “Olivia… please don’t.”
He took another step closer, voice trembling slightly now.
“Please choose us. Please choose to stay. We’ll prove to you that we can be better. That we will be better. We’ll spend the rest of our lives making it up to you if that’s what it takes. Just give us the chance. That’s all we’re asking for.”
A bitter laugh escaped my lips as I stared Lennox right in the face. “You want a chance?”
He nodded, desperation in his eyes. “Yes, Olivia. Please. We know we were wrong. But those letters… they broke us. They turned us into people we weren’t. Olivia, you know the truth. Think about the past. You know we loved you. We cherished you. You were our life. And getting those letters-thinking they came from you-it destroyed us. It changed everything.” 2
His voice cracked with emotion, but I just stared, my expression unreadable.
“Do you even realize how badly you three hurt me?” I asked, my voice low, trembling with restrained rage. “Do you even know what you three did to me?”
“Yes,” he whispered, pain flickering in his eyes. “I know. I do. And we’re sorry. So sorry Then, to my shock, Lennox dropped to his knees.
Right there in the garden. The Alpha of the Full Moon Pack, on his knees before me.
A few staff members passing by stopped, stunned. Their eyes widened at the sight, unsure if they were seeing right.
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“Please, Olivia, termox begged, hands open as if pleading for mercy. “All we want is a chance… Just time. Time to make it up to you. To prove we’re not those same men anymore. Let us try. That’s all we’re asking
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.