Chapter 7: Humiliation

Olivia’s POV

“What?” my mother yelled in an outburst. “There are many servants in the pack house! Why must it be Olivia? My daughter just came out of unconsciousness; she almost died!” Mother said angrily to Levi’s personal guard, who had just walked into my room, saying Anita and the triplets needed me to get them a bottle of water.

As my mother fumed with anger, I sighed inwardly. I knew this was Anita’s doing, But today had already been exhausting, and the last thing I wanted was to create more trouble.

“Mother, let me just go. I will be back soon,” I said softly and tried leaving the bed, but my mother stopped me.

“No, Olivia. I will go instead,” she requested, but I shook my head against it.

“Please, Mother, I don’t want to get them more annoyed. Let me go. I will be back soon,” I assured her before pushing myself off the bed.

My whole body racked with pain from the effect of the pepper that had been applied to my skin and kneeling under the sun. I felt like collapsing, but I inhaled deeply and forced my foot to move.

As I left the room, I could see the pain and anger in my mother’s eyes, and I knew at this moment she wished she could do something to help. But unfortunately, she couldn’t.

I walked into the kitchen, took out four bottles of water, and placed them on a tray before making my way to the triplets’ wing.

Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.

“Come in,” Anita’s authoritative voice spoke.

I pushed the door open, only for my stomach to drop at the sight before me.

Lying on bed were the triplets and Anita, who were completely naked. The room reeked of sweat and sex. The air was filled with the aftermath of their pleasure.

Swallowing hard, I shut the door and made my way over to the table, making sure I avoided looking their way. After dropping the water on the nearby table, I turned to them but made sure I looked down.

“Here is the water. Anything else?” I asked softly while ignoring the discomfort in my chest.

It was painful to be tagged as the daughter of a thief, but it was more painful to see the men I had a crush on—my first loves—in bed with my best friend.

Anita sighed and moved herself from the arms of the triplets. She sat up properly and gestured for me to hand her the water, and despite how much I wanted to refuse, I just couldn’t. So I picked up the bottle of water from the tray and handed one to her.

I remained where I stood, my eyes fixed on the floor in humiliation while she slowly drank the water. I wished to leave. I wanted to leave. But I knew I couldn’t unless I was asked to.

“Anything else? If not, I will take my leave,” I said with a grumble.

“Stay,” Anita ordered. “We’ll need you.”

My frown deepened, but I didn’t lift my gaze. “Why? If you need me for something, you can just send for me,” I spat bitterly.

“Olivia!” Lennox cautioned.

Of course, I knew his voice even without looking.

“Watch your tone when speaking to Anita,” he warned. “If she wants you to stay, then that’s exactly what you’ll do.”

I clenched my jaw as I forced myself to hold back from talking back at him. In just a week, Lennox and his brothers would become Alphas, and I had no choice but to respect them.

Anita leaned back against the pillows, a smug smile playing on her lips as she took slow sips of the water I had just handed her. The triplets remained silent, their expressions unreadable as they lounged lazily on the bed, completely at comfortable in their nakedness. I bit my lips, forcing myself to remain still, to swallow down the humiliation.

Anita finally set the water bottle down on the nightstand and stretched her arms above her head, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

“Two more days,” she mused, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “Two more days until my eighteenth birthday.”

I stiffened at her words.

Of course, I hadn’t forgotten.

It was my birthday too.

But for Anita, it was more than just a celebration—it was the day she would finally confirm her bond with the triplets. The day she would find out if they were truly her mates.

She let out a dramatic sigh and turned to the triplets, running her fingers along one of their bare chests.

“I can’t wait,” she purred. “I already feel the connection. It’s undeniable. The bond is there—I just know it.”

My nails dug into my palms, but I said nothing.

I had spent my entire childhood with them, growing up loving them, harboring feelings I never dared to voice.

And Anita?

She was now everything I wasn’t. Powerful, loved, and soon-to-be the mate of the men I once foolishly admired.

“Just imagine,” Anita continued, as if I wasn’t even in the room. “Once I turn eighteen, we won’t have to wait anymore. Everything will be official. No more doubts, no more uncertainties. I’ll be yours, and you’ll be mine.”

I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted blood.