Olivia’s POV
“What is all this?” I asked, my voice trembling with confusion and pain. Tonight was our wedding night. I hadn’t expected them to touch me–not that I even wanted them to–but I also hadn’t expected her to be here.
I darted my eyes among the triplets, waiting for an answer, for some kind of explanation, but none of them spared me a glance. Instead, they all turned their attention to Anita as if I didn’t exist.
Lennox sealed his lips over hers in a deep, passionate kiss. Levi reached for the zipper of her dress, slowly peeling it away from her body. Louis trailed kisses along her neck, down to her collarbone, his hands roaming freely.
My wolf howled in pain but also in anger.
My lips parted, but no words came out. I stood frozen, stunned, hurt, and heartbroken as I watched Anita moan softly into the kiss she shared with Lennox. Levi had already
undressed her, and Louis had positioned himself between her thighs.
I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t take it. So, with a shattered heart, I rushed to the door, my hands trembling as I gripped the handle and yanked. Nothing. My stomach dropped. I twisted it harder, rattling it in desperation. Locked.
Panic surged through me as I turned back, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Open this door!” My voice shook, but I didn’t care. I wouldn’t stay here. I wouldn’t let them humiliate me like this.
The triplets ignored me.
Anita let out a soft moan, arching against Lennox as his lips trailed down her neck. Levi leaned back lazily, watching me with amusement as he ran his fingers over Anita’s bare skin. Louis had positioned himself between her legs, his intentions painfully clear.
My stomach twisted violently.
“I said open the damn door!” I shouted this time, my nails digging into my palms to keep from breaking completely. My wolf was howling inside me, torn between anguish and fury.
Lennox finally pulled away from Anita’s lips, glancing at me with a smirk that held nothing but
cruelty. “And where exactly do yougoing, wife?”
I flinched at the way he said it. Like the word was a joke.
“Anywhere but here, I spat, my voice thick with pain. “This is disgusting! You’re my mates, my husbands, and on our wedding night, you- My voice cracked. I clenched my fists. “You humiliate me like this?”
Levi scoffed. “You’re acting like this wasn’t expected.
I blinked at him, my breath catching. “Expected?”
Louis chuckled darkly, his fingers still idly tracing Anita’s thigh. “You didn’t actually think we’d touch you, did you?”
Pain slammed into me, sharp and suffocating.
Lennox’s eyes gleamed with mockery.
We don’t want you, Olivia.”
Levi tilted his head, watching as the words hit me like a slap. “You’re just a mate, forced on us. Nothing more.”
My legs wobbled beneath me. My lungs felt too tight.
“You should be grateful, Louis added, his tone dripping with arrogance. “We’re not forcing your to perform your… wifely duties tonight. Anita was more than happy to take your place.”
Anita hummed in satisfaction, running a finger down Levi’s chest. “And they’re more than happy to have me,” she purred, casting me a look of pure triumph.
I wanted to scream. To claw at them. To shift and tear this room apart.
Instead, I turned back to the door and slammed my fist against it. “Let me out!”
Louis smirked as he pressed his cock against Anita’s entrance, his gaze flickering to mine as he pushed himself inside her.
A scream tore from my throat. It wasn’t just a sound–it was pain itself, raw and intense. My entire body convulsed, my nails digging into my skin–deep enough to draw blood.
“Mate!” my wolf whimpered, but she was weak, so very weak.
My breathing turned ragged, my vision becoming blurry.
i dragged myself toward them on shaky limbs, desperation fueling me. “I’ll do anything. I pleaded, of
my voice barely above a whisper. “Just… stop. I can’t take it. 1-” Another w pain slammed into me, stealing my breath.
Nothing
No pause. No hesitation.
They ignored me.
Anita’s soft moans filled the room, her fingers tangling in Lennox’s hair, her body arching beneath their touch. I could hear the rustle of sheets, the sound of lips meeting skin, the way their breaths quickened with desire.
And I lay on the floor, broken.
My body shuddered as another wave of pain hit, worse than the last. A choked scream tore from me as I felt myself giving up.
With tears in my eyes, I watched as Lennox fucked Anita’s mouth, her throat stretching around him. Louis had taken Levi’s place between her thighs, their bodies moving in perfect sync, lost in their pleasure.
The sound of pleasurable moans and the clapping of skin against skin filled the air. I lost it. I lost the rema Strength I had left in me, and then darkness overtook me. I went unconscious, the last thing in my cars being their moans.
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