Olivia’s POV
“What is all this?” I asked, my voice trembling with confusion and pain. Tonight was our wedding night. I hadn’t expected them to touch me–not that I even wanted them to–but I also hadn’t expected her to be here.
I darted my eyes among the triplets, waiting for an answer, for some kind of explanation, but none of them spared me a glance. Instead, they all turned their attention to Anita as if I didn’t exist.
Lennox sealed his lips over hers in a deep, passionate kiss. Levi reached for the zipper of her dress, slowly peeling it away from her body. Louis trailed kisses along her neck, down to her collarbone, his hands roaming freely.
My wolf howled in pain but also in anger.
My lips parted, but no words came out. I stood frozen, stunned, hurt, and heartbroken as I watched Anita moan softly into the kiss she shared with Lennox. Levi had already
undressed her, and Louis had positioned himself between her thighs.
I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t take it. So, with a shattered heart, I rushed to the door, my hands trembling as I gripped the handle and yanked. Nothing. My stomach dropped. I twisted it harder, rattling it in desperation. Locked.
Panic surged through me as I turned back, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Open this door!” My voice shook, but I didn’t care. I wouldn’t stay here. I wouldn’t let them humiliate me like this.
The triplets ignored me.
Anita let out a soft moan, arching against Lennox as his lips trailed down her neck. Levi leaned back lazily, watching me with amusement as he ran his fingers over Anita’s bare skin. Louis had positioned himself between her legs, his intentions painfully clear.
My stomach twisted violently.
“I said open the damn door!” I shouted this time, my nails digging into my palms to keep from breaking completely. My wolf was howling inside me, torn between anguish and fury.
Lennox finally pulled away from Anita’s lips, glancing at me with a smirk that held nothing but
cruelty. “And where exactly do yougoing, wife?”
I flinched at the way he said it. Like the word was a joke.
“Anywhere but here, I spat, my voice thick with pain. “This is disgusting! You’re my mates, my husbands, and on our wedding night, you- My voice cracked. I clenched my fists. “You humiliate me like this?”
Levi scoffed. “You’re acting like this wasn’t expected.
I blinked at him, my breath catching. “Expected?”
Louis chuckled darkly, his fingers still idly tracing Anita’s thigh. “You didn’t actually think we’d touch you, did you?”
Pain slammed into me, sharp and suffocating.
Lennox’s eyes gleamed with mockery.
We don’t want you, Olivia.”
Levi tilted his head, watching as the words hit me like a slap. “You’re just a mate, forced on us. Nothing more.”
My legs wobbled beneath me. My lungs felt too tight.
“You should be grateful, Louis added, his tone dripping with arrogance. “We’re not forcing your to perform your… wifely duties tonight. Anita was more than happy to take your place.”
Anita hummed in satisfaction, running a finger down Levi’s chest. “And they’re more than happy to have me,” she purred, casting me a look of pure triumph.
I wanted to scream. To claw at them. To shift and tear this room apart.
Instead, I turned back to the door and slammed my fist against it. “Let me out!”
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