Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 318

Chapter 318: Back Home

Olivia’s POV

After what Levi and Louis said, I decided it was best to just go to sleep.

My wolf kept urging me to apologize to make things right with them, but I refused. They were wrong. And if I apologized now, it would only make them think they were right.

So I said nothing.

I pulled the blanket up to my chin and lay on my stomach, pretending to get comfortable even though my heart was still racing. The room felt too quiet, too heavy. I could feel Louis shifting beside me, and Levi exhaled a long, tired breath—but none of us said another word.

I hated this tension.

But I hated more that they didn’t even try to understand what I was feeling.

So I just let it be... and closed my eyes, hoping sleep would take me before my thoughts did.

I lay still, eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. But I wasn’t. My mind was still full of Lennox, of tonight, of how Louis and Levi had made me feel.

Why was it so hard for them to see that this wasn’t just about Lennox not being here? Why couldn’t they understand that I was scared and tired, and maybe I just needed them to be patient?

The bed shifted behind me. I felt a soft movement—Louis sitting up slightly.

"Olivia..." His voice was low, hesitant. "I’m sorry."

I stayed quiet.

He sighed. "We shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. It’s just... when you act like that, it gets to us. We’re trying to be here for you, but sometimes it feels like we’re not enough."

I turned my face further into the pillow, swallowing hard. His words hurt. How can they ever think they were never enough for me?

Then Levi’s voice joined, softer than I’d ever heard it. "We know Lennox has a strong pull on you. But... we’re here too, Olivia. We’ve always been. And tonight, we just wanted to be what you needed."

I turned slowly to look at them.

Louis was sitting up now, staring at me with a guilty expression. Levi lay on his side, his brows drawn, his eyes searching mine.

"I didn’t mean to make you feel like you weren’t enough," I whispered. My voice cracked a little. "I’m just... scared that Lennox hasn’t arrived yet."

Louis reached out and brushed my hair back from my face. "We know. But he is fine."

"And we’re sorry," Levi added, "for assuming the worst. You don’t have to explain anything. Just go to bed... we will talk about it tomorrow, okay."

I nodded, blinking fast.

Louis leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead. "We’ll stay right here," he whispered.

Levi moved closer too, wrapping an arm around my waist, and I drew in a deep breath.

And just like that, something in me eased. I still didn’t have all the answers, I was still worried, but I pushed it away and forced myself to sleep.

But peace didn’t last long because I had a dream.

In my dream, I was standing in the hallway of the pack house. I could hear muffled laughter echoing through the walls. A woman’s laugh.

I walked toward the sound. The closer I got, the heavier the air felt, thick with something sour—like betrayal.

I turned a corner... and there he was.

Lennox.

Pinned against a wall, his hands tangled in the hair of a dark-haired woman. She was pressed up against him, her mouth on his, her body flushed against his in a way that made my stomach twist.

And he wasn’t pulling away.

He wasn’t fighting it.

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