Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 541

Chapter 541: Guilt

Levi’s POV

I sat on the edge of my bed, my hands buried in my hair, staring at the floor that looked more and more blurry the longer I stared.

I wasn’t crying loudly.

No sobs.

No sounds.

Just silent tears running down my face like they were tired of staying inside.

The night felt cold. Too cold. Even for a wolf.

And for the first time in my entire life, I felt like the villain.

Not because someone called me one...

but because everything I did today proved it.

I dragged my hands down my face and let out a shaky breath.

I hurt Olivia.

I hurt Lennox.

I hurt Louis.

And the worst part?

I didn’t mean any of it.

Not a single word came from hate...

They all came from love—twisted, choking, desperate love that I had been holding inside for years.

I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes.

Inside my chest, something felt like it was collapsing.

Like the weight I had been carrying secretly finally smashed me down.

"Why am I like this...?" I whispered into the darkness.

I wasn’t born jealous.

I wasn’t born angry.

I wasn’t born to be the shadow in my own family.

But today...

I felt like every ugly part of me came out at once.

My mind replayed everything... painfully clear.

When I yelled at Lennox...

I wasn’t angry that he was alive.

I wasn’t angry that Olivia ran to him.

I was angry at myself.

Because a part of me...

a selfish, scared part...

wished I didn’t have to share her heart again.

That made me feel sick.

Wrong.

Ashamed.

How could I think that?

How could I even let that feeling exist?

Lennox suffered.

He lost everything.

He came back broken.

And my first reaction was jealousy?

I really was a monster today.

And when Olivia slapped me...

the pain on my cheek was nothing.

What truly hurt was knowing I deserved it.

I crossed a line.

I said something I should NEVER have said.

The moment the words left my mouth.

"Even when we are making love... you imagine it’s Lennox."

I hated myself instantly.

That wasn’t fair.

That wasn’t true.

That wasn’t love speaking.

That was fear.

Fear of losing her.

Fear of being replaced.

Fear that now that Lennox was back...

I was no longer needed.

I wiped my face quickly, but more tears came.

And the rejection thing... that was the worst.

I shouldn’t have told Lennox.

Not like that.

Not when he had just woken from a coma.

Not when he was already broken.

But seeing him look at her—

seeing the pain in his eyes—

the guilt inside me exploded.

I wasn’t trying to hurt him.

I wasn’t trying to ruin his heart.

I was trying to protect Olivia.

To protect all of us.

To protect the family.

But I did it the wrong way.

I did everything the wrong way.

And now...

Olivia hates me.

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