Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 588

Chapter 588: Something’s Strange

Olivia’s POV

Kaine didn’t hesitate.

Not even for a heartbeat.

"The Luna wanted me to run an errand for her," he said calmly.

His voice was steady. Calm. Respectful. Not panicked like he was lying.

Levi’s gaze snapped from me to him, sharp and furious. The corridor seemed to tighten around us, the air thick with tension. His jaw clenched slowly, muscles working beneath his skin as his Alpha instincts flared.

"What errand?" Levi asked coldly, though his eyes never left Kaine.

I lifted my chin before Kaine could speak again. "I asked him to retrieve something for me," I said flatly. "I changed my mind."

Levi’s eyes flicked back to me.

For a moment, I saw doubt there.

Then suspicion.

Then something darker.

"Inside his room?" he asked.

I didn’t blink. "Yes."

Silence stretched between the three of us.

Then Levi exhaled sharply through his nose—and released it.

His Alpha aura rolled out like a living thing.

Heavy. Commanding. Oppressive.

The corridor seemed to bow under it. Any other guard would have dropped instantly. Knees bent. Head lowered. Submission forced by instinct alone.

I felt it too, pressing against my chest, demanding acknowledgment.

But Kaine—

Kaine didn’t move.

He didn’t bow. He didn’t drop his gaze. He didn’t even tense.

He stood there, calm as stone, eyes steady, posture relaxed but respectful.

My breath caught.

That wasn’t possible.

Levi narrowed his eyes.

"Why," he said, his voice edged with power, "was the Luna in your room?"

The command was clear now.

Answer truthfully. Submit. Obey.

Kaine inclined his head slightly—not in submission, but in acknowledgment.

"I just told you," he said calmly. "She needed me for an errand. Alpha Levi... don’t you trust your Luna?"

The words were respectful.

But the tone—

Too steady.

Too confident.

Too unafraid.

Levi’s aura spiked.

"Watch your mouth," he snapped, stepping forward.

"Enough," I said sharply.

Both of them stopped.

I turned fully toward Levi now, anger burning hot beneath my skin. "Do not use your Alpha command on my guard in a public corridor."

His eyes widened slightly. "Olivia—"

"No," I cut in. "You don’t get to do that. Not here. Not over this."

Something ugly flickered in his expression.

Something protective. Something controlling.

Something I didn’t like.

But something else was clawing at me now.

A thought I didn’t want.

Why didn’t Kaine submit?

That question lodged itself deep in my mind.

I shook it off immediately.

No.

That was ridiculous.

Lennox was dead.

I watched him die. I buried him. I cried over his decaying body until my voice broke and my heart nearly followed.

Kaine wasn’t Lennox.

He couldn’t be.

I stepped closer to Levi and grabbed his arm before he could say another word.

"We’re done here," I said tightly.

Then I teleported.

The world shifted violently.

Air ripped away.

And suddenly we were inside my room.

I released Levi’s arm and turned on him the moment my feet hit the floor.

"What was that?" I demanded.

He ran a hand through his hair, pacing once like a caged animal. "I made a mistake."

My chest tightened. "Explain."

"I shouldn’t have assigned him to you," Levi said bluntly. "I’m withdrawing the order."

I stared at him.

"What?"

"Kaine will be reassigned," he continued. "Border patrol. Outer watch. Far from the mansion."

Something sharp twisted inside me.

Sadness.

Sudden. Unwanted. Unreasonable.

I buried it instantly.

"You don’t get to do that without telling me," I said coldly.

Levi stopped pacing and turned to face me. "Olivia, you’re not thinking clearly."

My anger flared. "And there it is."

He exhaled harshly. "You are vulnerable."

I laughed once, humorless. "Don’t."

"You just lost Lennox," he pressed on. "You’re grieving. You’re isolated. And Kaine—"

"Kaine what?" I snapped.

Levi hesitated.

Then he said it.

"He looks like Lennox."

The room went very still.

My blood turned cold.

"Excuse me?"

"He does," Levi said, frustration bleeding through his voice now. "Not the face. But the build. The height. The way he carries himself. His presence. Olivia, I don’t want you—"

His calm voice.

His steady eyes.

The way he hadn’t bowed when Levi released his Alpha command.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

No.

Enough.

This was grief. This was exhaustion. This was my mind looking for something solid to lean on when everything else had collapsed.

I lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, my arms wrapped around myself like that might hold me together.

I don’t know when night fell.

I only realized it when a soft knock sounded at my door.

I stiffened.

Another knock followed. Gentle. Controlled.

"Luna," a familiar voice said quietly.

My chest tightened.

Kaine.

I pushed myself upright, irritation flaring instantly. "What is it?"

The door opened just enough for him to step inside. He was fully dressed, dark uniform neat, posture respectful. He stopped a few steps in, head slightly bowed.

"I came to say goodnight," he said.

The words hit wrong.

My temper snapped.

"I didn’t ask you to come," I said sharply. "You shouldn’t be here."

He didn’t argue. He didn’t bristle.

"I know," he replied calmly. "But after what happened today... I wanted to make sure you were alright."

That only made it worse.

Why was he not acting the way every guard should? Why did my heart—my whole being—feel this unusual way?

I frowned. "I don’t need you checking on me," I snapped. "That is not your place."

His jaw tightened—just slightly—but his voice remained steady. "It is my duty."

"No," I shot back. "Your duty is to stand where I tell you to stand. Not to decide when you get to step into my room."

Silence fell between us.

I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears. The anger was sharp, but underneath it was something else—something messy and uncomfortable.

Shame.

For breaking down earlier.

For needing him.

For letting him see me like that.

"You shouldn’t have come," I said again, more tightly. "Get out."

He hesitated.

Just for a second.

Then he nodded. "As you wish, Luna."

He turned toward the door.

Relief should have followed.

It didn’t.

The space he left behind felt too large. Too cold.

The words slipped out before I could stop them.

"Stop."