I let out a bitter laugh. “It’s ironic, isn’t it? You spent years making my life a living hell, and now you look at me like I’m the very air you breathe.”

Lennox’s face fell. “Olivia, it wasn’t supposed to be like this—”

I cut him off, my eyes blazing with anger. “Oh, but it was. You wanted me broken. You wanted me to suffer. And I did.” I paused, my voice trembling. “But not anymore.”

Louis, who had been silent, spoke softly. “Olivia, we—”

I shook my head and took a step back, putting distance between us. “No. Whatever you think you feel, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. You had a choice. And every single time, you chose her. Over and over again, you chose Anita.”

Levi shook his head. “We were wrong.”

I met their gazes. “Yes, you were. And now, you’ll have to live with it.” 

With that, I turned away, refusing to let them see the tears burning in my eyes.

••••••••
Olivia Parker was once the cherished daughter of a respected Gamma—until betrayal shattered her world. Branded the daughter of a traitor, she was stripped of her title, her dignity, and the life she had known, forced to serve as an Omega among those who once respected her.

But fate wasn’t done with her yet.

On the night of the mating ceremony, Olivia discovered the cruelest twist of all—she wasn’t fated to just one mate, but three. And not just any three. Alpha Lennox, Alpha Louis, and Alpha Levi—the ruthless triplet Alphas who had spent years tormenting her.

Bound to a marriage they never wanted, the triplets made her life a waking nightmare. They paraded their lover, Anita, before her, ensuring she never forgot her place, never forgot that they would never want her.

But fate has a way of playing its own game. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the triplets begin to see Olivia for who she truly is—not just a Luna in title, but the woman they never realized they needed.

Only now, she’s done waiting.

The first knock came soft and hesitant, like she was afraid even to knock. I didn't move. I'd heard her long before she reached my door. Her scent had found me first—that maddening, intoxicating scent that set every nerve in me on fire. Then came her voice, gentle and pleading, slipping through the mind link. "Lennox… please open up."


I clenched my jaw and stared at the wall, forcing my heartbeat to steady. I was a mess and didn't want to face her now. But when she spoke again, something in her tone chipped at the wall I'd built. 


"Lennox… please." The sound of her voice slid under my skin like it belonged there, stirring things I wanted to bury.


I inhaled slowly and deeply but didn't answer. Because if I answered, I might let her in, and if I let her in… she'd see the mess she'd made of me. The scent of her cooking reached me next. My favorite. Damn her. She remembered. Of course she remembered.


Chapter 321 - At My Door