Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194: Revenge Or Real

Lennox’s POV

"Mine!"

My wolf growled loudly inside me, full of rage and jealousy.

He wanted me to march over there, grab Olivia from Damien’s arms, and tear Damien in two.

But I didn’t move.

I clenched my fists instead, trying to keep control.

Beside me, I caught Levi and Louis’s eyes. They looked just like me—furious, confused... pained.

But like we had agreed, none of us took a single step forward.

We suspected this might happen.

Earlier, through our bonds, we felt Olivia being intimate with someone... my brothers wanted to storm to Olivia’s room, but I stopped them. Rather, we hid in the hallway to see who it was. And a few seconds later, Uncle Damien walked out of her room with that smug smile he always wears.

We just knew.

Something had happened between him and Olivia.

But the question we couldn’t answer was: Was it real?

Was Olivia falling for him?

Was she... with our uncle?

Levi thought maybe she was doing it to punish us.

To make us feel the pain she felt.

If that was true—we agreed—we would take it.

Whatever punishment she wanted to give us, we would accept it.

And now... here we are.

Standing still.

While Damien kisses her hand and tells everyone she’s his girlfriend.

A soft wave of whispers rose from the guests.

Some guests—those who knew Olivia was our mate, our Luna—kept glancing at us.

Waiting for the explosion.

Waiting for us to snap.

Waiting for us to lose control.

To go wild.

But we didn’t.

Even though our blood boiled.

Even though our wolves howled in pain.

We silently stayed where we were.

Then Olivia looked at us.

Right at us.

It wasn’t a glance—it was a stare.

Like she was waiting for us to react. Daring us to.

Maybe she wanted to see us lose control.

Or maybe... this was her revenge.

Her way of showing us how much we hurt her—by hurting us right back in front of everyone.

And if that’s what this is... if this is her punishment—

We’ll take it.

We’ll take every piece of it.

But that doesn’t mean we’re letting her go.

No.

Never.

No matter what this is or how far she wants to push us...

She’s still ours. We love her.

Some guests stepped forward, smiling as they congratulated Damien and Olivia.

I stayed where I was, my hands tucked deep in my pockets, my jaw tight.

I watched her.

She smiled at them... but not really.

That smile wasn’t real.

Not to me.

Not to someone who knows her like I do.

I’ve watched Olivia grow. I know every detail about her—every little habit, every hidden emotion behind her eyes. I know the way her real smile lights up her whole face, how her dimples show when she laughs for real.

This... wasn’t that.

She was faking it. Pretending she was happy.

But I could see through it. I always could.

If she was really happy, her eyes would shine. Her shoulders would relax. Her wolf would feel at peace, not like the storm I could still feel through the bond—even if it was weaker now.

I looked down, breathing hard through my nose.

How did I not see this coming?

How did I not see her breaking before she finally shattered?

How could I be so blind?

Was it the spell? Was that what made me miss all the signs?

Or was it just me being a fool?

Because no matter what magic was on us, I should’ve known Olivia could never send those cruel, hateful letters.

I should’ve felt it.

She’s not the kind of person to destroy someone like that. Our Olivia was the kindest person we’ve ever met.

Why didn’t any of us think of this?

"I can’t stand this," Levi growled through the mind link.

I didn’t answer.

My eyes remained fixed on her.

Her arm gently hooked with Damien’s, her head resting on his shoulder like it belonged there.

She looked comfortable. Relaxed.

Too relaxed.

Damien turned to Olivia and bowed a little. freewebnøvel.coɱ

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