Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 638

Chapter 638: Rejection

Lennox’s POV

Olivia looked hurt and worried by what Louis had said, and I completely understood her feelings.

"I’ll go talk to him," I said.

She didn’t say anything at all. She only nodded.

I pulled myself out of the water, grabbed my shirt, and left the pool area. I still didn’t have my wolf, but my sense of smell was intact—sharp enough to guide me. At least I had that.

I found Louis in Levi’s room.

They had clearly been talking, but the moment I walked in, the conversation died. The air went thick and heavy.

I sat on the edge of Levi’s bed, the heavy silence of the room pressing against my chest. Louis was still staring out the window, his jaw tight enough to snap, while Levi leaned against the dresser, his arms crossed in a defensive posture.

"I’m not betraying anyone," I said finally, my voice rough. "And I’m not sneaking around behind your backs."

Louis let out a sharp, mocking laugh, finally turning to face me. "Really, Lennox? Because I just caught you kissing our mate in the pool while we were upstairs trying to figure out how to give her the ’space’ you insisted she needed."

"You didn’t ’catch’ me, Louis," I countered, standing up to meet his gaze. "I wasn’t hiding, and I sure as hell wasn’t scared of being seen. If you want to talk about what’s happening, let’s talk. But stop with this pathetic narrative that I’m stealing her from you."

I took a step forward, looking at both of them. "This is exactly why our relationship went sour. This constant, simmering resentment because you think Olivia loves me more. You act like she’s a prize I’ve rigged the game to win."

"Isn’t she?" Levi muttered.

"No," I snapped. "If Olivia responds to me, it’s not because of some unfair advantage. It’s because even in the middle of a break, I am paying attention to the details. I study her. I know the exact moment she’s about to break, and I know the exact shade of red her eyes get when she’s been crying in secret. While you two are busy being ’respectful’ or ’hurt,’ I am putting in the effort."

Louis opened his mouth to argue, but I cut him off.

"You say she loves me more? Maybe she does right now. But that’s not because I’m better—it’s because I’m present. Look at tonight. We are supposed to be on a break, but I’m fighting for her. I’m in the kitchen burning cupcakes with her, I’m in the pool challenging her. Meanwhile, what have you two done? You’ve sat back and waited for her to come to you."

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