Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349: Hurt

Olivia’s POV

"What is wrong?" Louis asked, concern plain on his face.

"Olivia... please, you need to come home. We have something to discuss with you," my mother pleaded through the mind link again.

My frown deepened. "I’m not in the mood to see you, Mother. I’ll come home when I feel like it." I didn’t give her the chance to argue before cutting the link.

When I looked up, Louis was already on his feet, striding toward me with that same worried look. His eyes scanned me, as if he could pull the truth out without me saying a word.

I sighed and sat on the bed. He came closer, squatting in front of me. "It’s nothing," I said quietly. "My mother wants me back home, but I don’t want to go."

Louis tilted his head, not convinced. His gaze softened, but there was a sharp edge to his voice when he asked, "It’s not really about your mother, is it? ... Is it Lennox and Levi?"

I swallowed hard, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach my lips. "I don’t want to talk about them right now, and yes, it was my mother, not them."

Louis studied me for a moment longer, then finally sighed. "Fine. Then you don’t have to go home. Stay here with me."

His words warmed me, and I nodded. He gave me one last searching look before rising to his feet. "I’ll go shower."

"Okay," I whispered, watching him disappear into the bathroom.

Left alone, my thoughts turned heavy. My life felt like one mess after another. I had been ignoring Lennox and Levi’s mind links. I told myself it was punishment—that shutting them out was the price they had to pay for fighting each other, for letting our bond weaken. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t just their punishment. It was mine too. Every time I ignored them, my chest ached. Not seeing them, not hearing them, it hurt.

My wolf stirred restlessly. "Maybe you should go to them. Maybe you should end this."

The suggestion cut deep. I wrapped my arms around myself and shook my head. "No. Not this time. They need to fix this themselves. I can’t always be the bridge holding them together."

My wolf growled, impatient. "They are Alphas, Olivia. They have pride, they have egos. None of them will admit they are wrong. None of them will bow first. That is why you are their mate. It’s your duty to hold them together. Without you, they will break."

I let out a long breath, too tired to argue anymore. But deep down I knew she was right.

Louis came out of the bathroom, towel slung low around his waist, his hair damp and dripping down his temple. My eyes betrayed me, tracing over the sharp lines of his chest, the ridges of his abs, the water glistening on his skin. Heat stirred low in my stomach before I could stop it. My wolf stirred inside me, pushing, urging. Go to him. Touch him. Let him fuck you again.

My breath hitched, my thighs pressed together instinctively. Memories from last night flooded back—the way his strength had crushed me into ecstasy, the way he had pushed me past every limit until I broke in his arms. Goddess, I wanted it again. I wanted him again. Right here, right now, dripping wet and looking like sin carved into flesh.

My lips parted, a quiet ache slipping from my chest. I imagined walking up to him, tugging that towel free, feeling him harden against me, bending under his weight as he fucked me until I couldn’t even remember my own name.

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