Lennox’s POV
The moment she stepped out of the bathroom, I knew something was wrong. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Olivia’s smile was small—too small. Forced. And her scent... it carried that faint bitter note she always had when she was trying to hide something.
My eyes stayed on her face, watching the way she avoided my gaze, the way her shoulders were just a little too tense.
"You sure?" Levi asked again.
"Yes," she answered too quickly.
Liar.
I took a step closer, my gaze steady on hers. "You yelled in there, Olivia."
Her eyes flicked to me for a split second before sliding away. "It was nothing."
Her heartbeat spiked. I heard it. So did my wolf.
Something happened in there. Something she doesn’t want us to know.
I crossed my arms slowly, letting her know I wasn’t buying her story. "Fine. But whatever it is... it’s written all over your face."
She froze just a second before moving toward the bed, like she didn’t hear me. Levi followed her instantly, helping her sit. Louis moved around and sat on the edge near her feet.
But I stayed standing, watching her.
Her scent still carried unease. She was thinking about something—no, someone. I could see it in her eyes.
She sat there for a moment, her gaze unfocused, like her mind was somewhere far from this room. Then she finally looked at us and said quietly, almost distracted, "I... I need to go back."
Louis frowned. "Back? Olivia, it’s—" he glanced toward the clock on the wall— "it’s just after three in the morning."
Levi leaned forward, concern tightening his voice. "Why? You’re still weak. You should rest here."
Her fingers twisted in her lap. "I just... I need to be at home."
The way she said it made my wolf bristle. It wasn’t the tone of someone going home because they wanted to—it was the tone of someone who felt compelled. Like something was pulling her.
I took a step forward. "Olivia—"
But she didn’t let me finish. With one last glance at us, her expression unreadable, she whispered, "I’ll be fine," and in a blink, she was gone—teleporting out of the room, leaving only the faint trace of her scent hanging in the air.
I clenched my jaw, staring at the empty space where she’d been just a heartbeat ago.
For a few seconds, the room was silent after she disappeared.
Louis was the first to speak, his brows furrowed. "Something’s not right with her."
Levi let out a slow breath, his gaze still fixed on the spot Olivia had just vanished from. "No... it’s not. She’s hiding something. And whatever it is—it’s serious."
I didn’t need them to tell me. I could feel it. Smell it. The unease in her scent was still lingering in the air like smoke after a fire.
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