Anita stared at the three of us, naked and trembling, but this time with more shame than heat. She didn’t argue. She only shed silent tears.
“What is so special about her, huh?” Anita snapped, her voice sharp with spite and humiliation. “What is so special about that bitch?”
My eyes narrowed, and before I could stop myself, I growled. Loud, guttural, and threatening. “Everything” I bit out. “Every damn thing”
She flinched, but I stepped toward her anyway, the anger boiling in my chest too hot to hold back.
“You should be ashamed of yourself,” I said, my voice filled with irritation. “You both grew up together. Called her your best friend. Smiled in her face while you plotted behind her back. What kind of best friend does that, Anita?”
Her lips parted, but I didn’t give her the chance to speak.
“You seduced us,” I snapped. “You saw her pain, Olivia was alone, and you took advantage of it. You wormed your way into our beds, acting like a balm to our anger, but it was never about us, was it? You just wanted to hurt her. To take what was hers.”
Anita’s shoulders trembled, her hands clutching the fabric of her dress tightly against her chest.
“Even after you knew she was our mate-married to us
-you still wanted us. And we were too fucked up, too bitter, too blind to see what we were doing. But you? You knew exactly what you were doing.”
“She didn’t love you!” Anita shouted, desperate now. “She never loved any of you! She told me herself!”
“It doesn’t matter,” I interrupted, my anger reaching its peak. “You should never have betrayed her. She was your fucking best friend.”
“She never liked you…”
“I don’t believe that,” Lennox cut in harshly. “You saw it, Anita… you noticed her fall apart while you were in our beds.”
Louis moved beside us, his voice trembling with restrained anger. “You should’ve protected her. You should’ve reminded us who she was to us. Who we were. But instead, you helped destroy her.”
Anita’s tears spilled freely now, running down her cheeks as she shook her head. “I didn’t mean to-“
“Yes, you did,” I said coldly. “You meant to.”
I scoffed, stepping back. “You don’t get to play the victim, Anita. Not after everything.”
She looked between the three of us, realization slowly dawning in her tear-streaked eyes. “You’ll never want me again… will you?”
“Anita, just leave,” I ordered.
She didn’t say anything else. Just turned away, gathered the rest of her things in silence, and walked out the door-this time not bothering to close it behind her.
After Anita left, I sucked in a deep breath and dropped back onto the couch. What we said to her was harsh- but it needed to be said. And for a moment, I felt lighter. Like a weight had been lifted off my chest.
I stared at the clock again. 7:24 PM.
Every second that passed… was a second Olivia was out there, burning in heat. Alone. Hurting.
My voice came out rough. “I just hope the seer is right.”@
Lennox sighed. “Let’s wait until morning.”
Louis ran a hand over his face. “I can’t wait… I just need to see her.”
Then silence.
The three of us sat there… waiting.
None of us slept that night. Not for a second. Our bodies were tired, but our minds wouldn’t stop. We were scared, anxious, restless-but holding on to the hope that the seer’s words would come true.
Then, finally, dawn came.
I checked the time. 6:00 AM.
Still nothing.
No sign of Olivia. No message. No scent. No clue.
I looked at my brothers. They were exhausted-bags under their eyes, muscles tense. I could feel their patience slipping, just like mine.
But I forced myself to stay calm, for them and for me.
“Let’s wait two more hours,” I said quietly. “It’s only six. We can give it more time.”
We all nodded and leaned back into the couches. The silence that followed was tense, heavy. The kind that makes your chest hurt. The waiting was torture.
Then…
7:01 AM.
A sudden mind link hit all three of us.
“Alphas! Luna Olivia has been spotted at the north border!” one of the guards said. “She’s here-she’s in a car with your uncle, Alpha Damien. They’re headed to the pack house now.”
My heart stopped.
For a second, I couldn’t even breathe.
Then I stood up so fast the glass on the table shook. “She’s here,” I whispered. “She’s coming home.”
Louis stood up too, his eyes wide and glassy. Lennox was already at the door before I even finished the words.
Levi’s POV
We stormed down the stairs, not even bothering to grab jackets. The cold morning air hit our faces, but none of us cared. We ran outside the mansion and stood in the open, our chests rising and falling with fast, shaky breaths.
My wolf paced inside me, wild and restless. Urging me to go find her, but I held myself back and waited.
I looked at my brothers. They felt the same unease. We were all shaking, hearts beating fast. We just wanted to see her.
Then-a horn blared from outside the gate.
“There!” Louis shouted.
My heart jumped.
“Open the gate!” Lennox yelled.
The guards didn’t hesitate. They ran to the gate, yanked it open, and stepped back as three black cars drove in fast. Dust rose into the air as the tires skidded a little on the gravel.
My eyes locked on the second car.
The back door opened.
And then Olivia stepped out.
I didn’t breathe. I couldn’t.
She looked tired. Pale. Her hair was messy, and her eyes… they looked distant, dazed. But she was okay. She was alive.
Before I even realized it, I was running.
I crossed the yard in seconds and pulled her into a tight hug.
She gasped softly, probably from the force, but I didn’t let go. I buried my face in her neck, breathing her in, finally getting that scent I’d craved. That intoxicating smell of nutmeg and honey, sweet and warm.
My arms trembled as I held her.
“You’re here,” I whispered. “You’re really here…”
She didn’t hug me back.
Her arms stayed at her sides.
But I didn’t care.
I just needed to hold her.
After a moment, I pulled away, swallowing hard.
Then Lennox stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her next. “Liv,” he breathed, his voice cracking.
Still, she didn’t move. Didn’t look moved.
Then Louis came last, holding her gently like she might break
She didn’t hug any of us.
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.