Chapter 268 – Olivia and Her Three Mates Novel

“He’s shifting inside,” Louis whispered urgently in my ear. “It’s not just desire-his wolf is trying to take over, and if he gets a hold of you, he might take you in the most brutal way you can imagine. And he will never forgive himself for it.”

“Please, Liv!” Levi’s voice cracked with desperation. “I can’t hold him much longer!”

It was terror.

I barely had time to respond before warm lips wrapped around that sensitive bud, sucking gently, tender, teasing, maddening. I let out a cry of pleasure and sealed my lips again with Levi’s.

I swallowed hard, my voice barely a whisper. “Lennox…”

And then… I kissed him back.

“Olivia…” Levi whispered against my neck, his voice thick with restraint. “Your arousal smells so fucking good.”

The moment I felt his tongue lick my pussy I gasped, but Levi shut me up by sealing my lips with another kiss. As Lennox pleasured me with his mouth and tongue, Louis sucked on my right nipple while his fingers played with my left nipple, and Levi kissed me hungrily.

But something about him… it was wrong. Louis’s grip around my waist tightened as Lennox’s body arched with violent strength, almost breaking free again.

I opened the door slowly. The room was dark, quiet. 1

“I know what you’re saying,” he murmured, voice rough. “It’s not just Lennox. We’ve all been on edge. Every time she breathes near me, my wolf wants to pin her down and make her ours.”

“Olivia is still confused… so many things are going on right now, so I think it’s best we don’t engage in any sexual activities. That way, we won’t lose control,” he suggested.

“I hate myself for that.” 1

It wasn’t easy-Goddess, it was torture.

“I’ll go,” he whispered, rising to his feet. “But tell her…” His voice broke again. “Tell her I’m sorry. Tell her I’ll never lose control like that again.”

“I’ll talk to her,” he added.

Louis stepped forward, calm but firm. “We saved her, brother. You were losing control.”

I nodded. “That’s good.”

And then-finally-he nodded.

Then, quietly, he said, “I ran until my legs gave out. Then I shifted. Then I ran some more.”

Then quietly, I said, “You’re not a monster, Lennox. You’re a mate who’s hurting.” His breathing slowed slightly. His shoulders slumped, just a bit.

Slowly, he turned around, and this time there was no longer fury in his eyes-I saw something else. Pain. Shame.

He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he walked to the bathroom, splashed cold water on his face from the sink, and stared at his reflection like he didn’t recognize himself.

“I wanted to worship her,” he murmured. “But I nearly-fuck. I nearly ruined everything.”

A silence settled between us again.

The door creaked open, and Lennox stepped inside, drenched in sweat, his chest bare, his breathing low and steady like someone who’d been to hell and back and just barely made it out.

As I turned to leave, he called after me.

Lennox shut his eyes, breathing heavily, then nodded.

Louis got up to his feet. “It’s late… see you tomorrow.”

I stood slowly. “You okay?”

“NO!” he bellowed, lunging forward as if he could tear through space to follow her. But it was too late-she was gone.

The stars shifted in the sky, and eventually I dozed off-only to jolt awake when I felt it.

I sighed and sat on the bed. A moment of silence hung in the air before Louis spoke.

“Good… I’ll speak to Lennox about it. I believe he will agree.”

He closed his eyes for a moment. Then opened them again.

Louis walked over, kneeling beside him. He placed a hand on Lennox’s back. “She’ll come back,” he said softly. “But only if she knows she’s safe with us. You need to get yourself in check.” (1

“Tomorrow morning then.”

His head lifted. “You’re serious?”

He looked up at me, eyes still glowing, but wet with unshed tears.

Empty.

But we hadn’t.

“Levi.” his

Louis and I exchanged worried gazes as we watched him, waiting for his next line of action. But then I nodded-his once-trembling body was no longer trembling. It looked relaxed.

His fists slammed into the wall. His chest heaved, muscles bulging, veins rising under his skin as he snarled like a wild beast cornered and wounded.

“She’s not just yours,” I

I had touched her like, stepping between him and Louis. “She’s ours. And if that while you weren’t yourself, do you think she would have forgiven you? You could have hurt her.”

I paused.

“Alright,” he said. “That’s fair.”

Lennox’s head dropped forward, sweat dripping from his hairline.

I nodded and watched him leave.

I nodded slowly, understanding all too well. “That’s the mate bond, Lennox. It’s driving us. But if we give in when we’re not in control… we’ll destroy her. And ourselves.”

“No,” he said. “You two stopped me. That’s the difference.”

Minutes turned into an hour. Then two.

“Good,” Louis muttered. “He needs to run.”

Louis ran a hand over his face, finally meeting my gaze.

“I have to talk to her.”

“Heading toward the northern woods,” I replied. “He’s shifting. I can feel it.”

Eventually, I stood and made my way to Lennox’s room.

Lennox dropped to his knees beside the shattered bed, his fists clenched against the broken frame.

Especially for Alphas like us. Born to claim. Built to dominate. Designed to mark, take, and make her ours.

I gave him a light pat on the back and stood. “Good. Get some rest, brother.”

I sat down beside him.

“You have to,” I said, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Because if you don’t… she’ll never trust you again.”

To have our mate this close

“Lennox-” I reached out, cautiously.

“I need her, Louis… I need her more than I need air”

And waited.

A long silence passed between us, broken only by the wind rustling outside the cracked window.

“Thanks. For stopping me. For not letting me become a monster.”

“Not tonight,” I warned. “Let her rest. She should be asleep by now.” find balance, this desire will destroy us.” “We all do,” I said. “But if we do

I didn’t say anything at first.

He turned and walked toward the door, his body trembling from the aftermath-the shame.

“She wanted me!” he snarled, his voice feral and guttural. “I could smell it. I could feel it. She is mine-mine!”

“I-” His voice cracked. “I don’t know if I can.”


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