Chapter 233 – Olivia and Her Three Mates Novel

Levi sat across from me, his expression grim. “Neither do I. But what if this is true… what if she really is gone?”

It was wrong.

“Yes,” Levi said. “We don’t trust it. We don’t even want to touch it. Read it out loud.”

My chest tightened. “Important?”

Then her voice, quiet again. “But… did you regret it?”

“I keep thinking about it,” Louis said suddenly, his voice muffled through his hands. “Who were her real parents? Why would they leave her with Parker? Why would Dad hide it from us?”

“No,” Levi said immediately. “Burn it.”

Because truthfully… I didn’t know.

“I don’t trust anything written anymore,” Louis muttered. “For all we know that thing’s laced with dark charm.”

“I don’t know,” I said honestly.

For a moment, none of us spoke again. We were each stuck in our thoughts. Memories.

Regrets.

Lennox’s POV

He said nothing.

He was suddenly there, holding me against his chest.

He tried to push past me, but I didn’t move. I didn’t blink.

The body they believed was mine.

Levi was blinking fast, his shoulders trembling.

Same build.

I sighed and sat back on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the wall as my thoughts wandered… and landed on Lennox.

He told me my mother had killed Alpha Gabriel’s mother.

I kept going.

Soft.

No. No no no no no.

Couldn’t stand to see hundreds of people mourning me… saying goodbye to a girl who was still breathing.

I exhaled shakily.

I felt dizzy and just as I was about to hit the ground, strong arms caught me.

His jaw clenched. He looked as if he wanted to rip the entire room apart.

Held me.

I stepped closer… closer still… until I reached the glass.

My heart stopped. What is he talking about?

The face.

His hand went to the doorknob, but I stepped closer and grabbed his wrist.

Who was still here.

My knees buckled.

His gaze darkened, like the truth was a poison he hated to speak.

Only one thought echoed through my mind-Who the hell is that in the casket?

When we got to my room, he let go of me and frowned.

Couldn’t think.

I hated secrets.

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When we kissed I could feel his hesitation for but also his desire for me… not as Olivia but as Rebecca. It made me wonder if I was really gone and this Rebecca was real- Does that mean he could’ve kissed her-on the very day of my funeral?

He gritted his teeth and spat the word through them.

Everything.

Olivia’s POV

I frowned right back and met his eyes, asking the question that had been tearing me apart. “Who is that? The body that looks like me-who is she?”

He let out a tired sigh.

That’s why they wanted me dead.

“The person in that casket…” he said, his voice low and heavy, “is you.”

Then finally-

A song.

Couldn’t breathe.

As I stepped closer, I felt the weight of every stare, every whispered prayer. But they didn’t see me. Not as Olivia.

He stopped.

How had Alpha Damien pulled it off?

It was like staring at a twisted, lifeless reflection.

“If you won’t tell me…” I whispered, “then let’s end this game.”

Lennox… his jaw was clenched, face pale, tears silently trailing down his cheek.

Beside the body… the head.

I shook my head violently, pushing the thought away. It hurt too much to linger on it.

He stared at me. “That body is you, Olivia.”

He turned slowly, his brow furrowed with anger.

And then I said it-the one thing that shifted the entire air in the room.

“It’s none of your business,” he said coldly, turning away.

But when I asked more-how that happened, why my mother would do such a thing- he refused to speak. Said that was all I needed to know. (2

“Why were you there… you could have stayed in this room,” he spat.

It looked just like me.

They stood like statues-each seconds away from breaking down. None of them spoke. All had tears in their eyes, clinging to the last shred of control.

I jumped to my feet and rushed toward the sound, my heart pounding.

Same hands.

“What?”

Louis gripped the railing so tight.

I weaved through the crowd, my breath coming in shallow gasps, until I saw it-

Pack members, warriors, omegas-everyone stood gathered around a center display.


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