27 Hurting each other
Lennox’s POV
I should have walked away.
I should have left her standing there, wet hair clinging to her skin, wrapped in nothing but that damn towel that made it impossible to think straight.
But I didn’t.
I couldn’t control it–the jealousy, the anger, the possessiveness burning through my veins like wildfire. I knew I shouldn’t feel this way. I knew Louis was mated to her too. But the thought of her kissing him, of her enjoying it, of her getting wet for him–for him alone–drove me insane.
And now, here she was, standing before me, wrapped in nothing but a towel, staring at me with those defiant eyes, daring me to react.
“Of course, I enjoyed it, she suddenly said, her voice sharp, cutting through the thick air between us. “We can even fuck if we want. I prefer him to you, and I’d pick him over you any day.”
The words hit like a punch to the gut, but I didn’t let it show. I just stared at her, my hands pressing against the wall on either side of her.
My entire body went rigid.
She didn’t know.
She had no idea.
No idea what she had done to me. No idea what I had been through because of her.
She didn’t remember what she did years ago–the words that shattered whatever affection I had. for her. She didn’t know that those words had already ripped me apart once, and here she was, unknowingly twisting the knife deeper.
She didn’t know that was why I hated her.
game.
I forced a smirk, masking the rage threatening to consume me. If she wanted to play this gan fine. But she had no idea who she was playing with.
I leaned in, my lips barely inches from her car. “Then why, Olivia,” I whispered darkly, “why can I smell your arousal right now?”
Her breath hitched, but she quickly masked it with a glare. I chuckled, low and dangerous, brushing my fingers against her bare arm just to watch her shiver.
“You can say whatever you want, I murmured, letting my lips almost graze her skin. “You can
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keep pretending. But your body? It already knows the truth.”
Her heart pounded, but she kept a hard expression. “I don’t know what you are talking about,” she spat.
I smirked. “There’s only one way to find out,
And before she could argue, I cupped her cheeks and crashed my lips against hers.
It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t gentle.
It was a battle.
She fought me, her nails digging into my arms, lips pressing back with just as much force. But the moment my tongue slid against hers–claiming, dominating–she whimpered, and that sound sent a jolt straight through me.
I deepened the kiss, pressing my body against hers, letting her feel exactly what she was doing to me. My hands roamed lower, gripping her waist, then trailing over the soft curve of her hip before sliding down.
She gasped against my lips as my fingers found her thigh, slowly inching up, teasing, daring her to stop me.
But she didn’t.
She tasted like sin and temptation, her lips parting under mine as I kissed her with a hunger I couldn’t control. She struggled to keep up with my pace, her soft whimpers fueling the fire burning inside me.
My hands slid beneath her towel, finding her bare skin–warm and inviting. I cupped her breast through the thin fabric, feeling her body shudder at my touch. A low moan escaped her lips, and fuck, that sound nearly drove me insane.
I trailed my fingers lower, brushing against her entrance. She gasped, parting her legs for me, her body already begging for more. My fingers found her slick heat, and I groaned as I teased her before pushing a finger inside.
“Fuck,” I muttered, feeling how tight she was. My cock throbbed at the thought of sinking into her. “So fucking tight, I groaned, my voice rough with need.
I knew she was untouched. No man had ever fucked her. I made sure of that.
I made sure to threaten anyone who even dared to look at her twice.
Because despite how much I hated her, I never wanted anyone else to have her.
She moaned, gripping onto me as I curled my finger, pumping it inside her. She was soaking wet, and it only made me move faster, desperate to hear more of those breathless sounds she made just for me.
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Fuck! This was heaven. I had never felt this way–not with anyone–and definitely not with Anita.
I pulled her closer, deepening our kiss, swallowing every moan, every gasp.
My lips left hers, trailing down her neck as I tugged the towel off her shoulders. My eyes darkened at the sight of her bare breasts.
“Fuck,” I muttered before taking one into my mouth, sucking hard while my other hand played with her nipple. Her moans filled the room, her body trembling beneath me.
I could feel my cock pressing against her, aching for relief, but I needed to feel her fall apart first. My finger drove into her faster, her walls tightening around me. Her cries grew louder, her hands, clutching at me as she finally came undone, her release soaking my fingers.
I slowed my movements, letting her ride out her climax before I pulled my finger out. Bringing them to my lips, I licked them clean, savoring her taste.
Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, her wide eyes locked onto me.
A smirk tugged at my lips as I met her gaze. “It seems you want me just like I thought. I smirked and took a step away, forcing myself not to pin her against that wall and fuck the life out of her.
Olivia frowned as she glared at me. “Unfortunately, Louis did better. Learn from him, Alpha Lennox. You have a long way to go.”
My smirk vanished in an instant.
A slow, dangerous silence filled the room as her words sliced through me like a blade.
Unfortunately, Louis did better.
The air turned thick with tension. My jaw clenched, fingers curling into fists at my sides. She was taunting me, daring me to lose control.
But she had no idea–no fucking idea–the beast she was toying with.
Her chest still heaved, her body betraying every lie she tried to feed me. I could still smell her arousal–the way she had melted under my touch, the way she had begged for more even as her words spat defiance.
And yet, here she was, throwing his name in my face like it meant something.
I took a step toward her, slow and deliberate.
She held her ground.
Of course, she did.
gripped her jaw, tilting her face up to mine, forcing her to meet my gaze. Her pupils were still blown wide, her lips swollen from my kiss.
“You think that will annoy me?” I murmured, my voice deadly calm. “You think saying such a lie
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will change the way you moaned for me?”
Her breath hitched, but she masked it quickly, her glare sharpening.
“Well, you could have seen the way I moaned for him, she spat, her chin lifting defiantly.
I let out a dark chuckle. “Really?”
I stepped back, letting my eyes rake over her.
“Too bad your pussy isn’t as tight as I thought,” I said coldly. “Even Anita–who my brother and I have fucked more times than I can count–is tighter than you. Who knows? Maybe you’ve been whoring around.”
It was a lie. A vicious, calculated lie. And I knew exactly how much it would hurt,
Olivia’s face twisted in anger, her eyes darkening as she sucked in a sharp breath. For a split. second, I thought she might slap me. Hell, I wanted her to. I wanted her to fight me, to give me an excuse to pin her against that wall again and remind her exactly who she belonged to.
But she didn’t.
Instead, she scoffed.
A cold, hollow sound that sent a strange sensation twisting through my chest.
“Wow,” she mused, shaking her head. “That’s the best you’ve got?” Her lips curled into a cruel smile. “You expect me to believe you give a damn who I’ve been with?” She took a step closer, her bare skin still flushed from what we had just done. “You’re a liar, Lennox.“
I clenched my jaw.
She was right.
I didn’t give a fuck if she had been with someone else. Because she hadn’t. I had made sure of that. No man dared to touch her, not with the silent threats I had ensured followed her like a shadow. Even Louis, my brother, her mate had only kissed her–just a fucking kiss–and that alone was already, driving me mad.
But she didn’t need to know that.
She didn’t need to know how much control she had over me.
“I don’t care who you fuck, Olivia, I sneered, forcing my voice into something cold and detached. “I just hope my brothers don’t get bored of you as fast as I did.”
She flinched.
It was quick, barely noticeable, but I saw it. And fuck, that made something sharp twist in my chest. I hated hurting her. Hated it more than I could admit. But she had hurt me first.
She had destroyed me first.
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Her lips parted like she wanted to say something, but she quickly snapped them shut, her expression turning unreadable. Then, she tightened the towel around herself and turned toward the bathroom door.
“Leave my room, Alpha Lennox.”
The words were quiet, almost soft. But they hit harder than any scream ever could.
And then she disappeared into the bathroom.
I stood there, feeling like the air had been knocked out of me. My wolf was howling in my head, howling at me, furious at me.
I let out a harsh breath, dragging a hand through my hair before turning on my heel and walking
out of her room.
Pain. Anger. Guilt.
And fucking desire.
It all tangled together, burning inside me as I made my way to my room. But when I pushed the door open, I froze.
Anita was kneeling on the floor: Naked. Her head bowed, her hands resting on her thighs in perfect submission.
Waiting for me.
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Lennox’s POV
My wolf growled in irritation the moment I saw Anita kneeling there, naked, head bowed in submission like she had done so many times before. But this time, it didn’t ignite anything in
- me.
Not even a flicker of desire.
I clenched my jaw, stepping inside and slamming the door shut behind me. The sound echoed through the room, making Anita flinch slightly before lifting her head. She was beautiful- objectively so. Long hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, flawless skin, curves that had once been enough to satisfy me. But as I stared at her now, all I saw was the glaring fact that she
wasn’t Olivia.
“What the fuck are you doing here? My voice was cold, void of the amusement and desire I once had for her little games.
Anita smiled–a slow, sultry thing that had once made my blood heat. “I was waiting for you, Alpha,” she purred, running her hands up her thighs. “I missed you. It’s been too long.”
I scoffed, raking a hand through my hair. “Get up, Anita.”
She blinked, her smile disappearing. “What?”
“I said, get the fuck up.” My patience was razor–thin, my mood still tangled in Olivia’s scent, her taste, the way she had moaned my name even while trying to push me away.
Anita hesitated for a moment before slowly rising to her feet, her expression shifting from seduction to confusion. “I don’t understand. You’ve never told me to stop before.”
I exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Yeah, well, things change.
Her eyes darkened with something sharp. “This is about her, isn’t it?”
I didn’t answer.
She let out a bitter laugh, stepping closer, pressing her naked body against mine. “You think she’s different?” she whispered, her lips brushing my jaw. “Are you developing a soft spot for that bitch?”
My hand shot up, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look at me. “Don’t call her a bitch.” My voice was lethal, every syllable dripping with venom.
Anita smirked, but there was pain behind her eyes. “No, she’s worse. Because she doesn’t even want you.”
I stiffened.
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She pressed her hands against my chest, trailing them down my stomach, her voice dropping into something almost pitying. “But I do.”
For the first time in my life, I felt nothing.
Not even anger
I grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands off me. “Get out”
Her eyes widened in shock. “Lennox-”
“I said, get the fuck out, Anita.”
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The command in my tone left no room for argument. She stared at me for a long moment, her lips parting like she wanted to say something, but then she huffed, grabbing her discarded robe and throwing it on.
“Tomorrow is the ceremony where I become your mistress. Are you forgetting that?” she muttered.
I frowned.
Anita stepped closer, her chin lifted in defiance. “Alpha Lennox, I hope you’re not trying to go back on your word. You and your brothers-
She scoffed, a cruel smirk curling her lips. “You and your brothers have fucked me
he way you wanted. In your room, in the woods, at the seashore. And now you think you can toss me aside just because you’re tired of me?”
My wolf growled, my frown deepening.
“No man will ever want me now. Tomorrow, I become your concubine–whether you like it or not,” Anita declared in anger before storming out of the room.
The moment the door slammed shut behind her, I exhaled, rubbing a hand down my face. But not amount of deep breaths could calm the storm raging inside me.
Because Olivia was still on my mind.
Her taste was still on my lips.
And I fucking hated that I wanted more..
The door to my room pushed open, and Levi and Louls walked in.
Levi narrowed his eyes. “Anita just reported you to us… she said you kicked her out of your
room.”
I sighed, pushing myself to my feet. “Yeah. I wasn’t in the mood. Anita acts like everything is
about sex.
Louis’s sharp eyes flicked over me as he moved closer. His nostrils flared, and his expression
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darkened almost instantly.
“You reek,” he muttered.
I scoffed, running a hand through my hair. “Of what? Sweat? Frustration?”
“Olivia.” His voice was clipped, laced with something I didn’t like.
Levi’s gaze sharpened, and I tensed, my wolf baring its teeth in warning. Louis took another step closer, his jaw clenched so tightly I could hear his teeth grinding.
“Tell me, brother,” he said, his tone deceptively calm, “why the fuck do you smell like Olivia?”
I met his glare head–on, crossing my arms. “Why do you care?”
Louis let out a dry, humorless chuckle. “Why do I care?” His lips curled, a smirk that held nothing but anger. “Maybe because you were frowning at me when you found out I kissed her. Acting all high and mighty. And now, what? You go behind my back and do the same fucking thing?”
Levi’s eyes darted between us, his brows furrowing, but he stayed quiet.
I took a step forward, towering over Louis, my voice dropping into a dangerous growl. “And what if I did?”
Louis shook his head, laughing bitterly. “You’re a fucking hypocrite, Lennox. You act like you don’t want her, yet you go behind our backs.”
I snarled, jabbing a finger into his chest. “Says the man I caught kissing her in the woods!”
My wolf growled, my muscles coiling with tension. “But now you want to question me?” I jabbed a finger into his chest again, stepping even closer. “You don’t get to act like you have some fucking moral high ground, Louis.”
Louis didn’t back down. Instead, he let out a low, mocking chuckle. “Moral high ground? That’s rich coming from you. You wanted to rip my throat out when you saw me with her-”
“And now I want to rip it out for a different reason, I growled, cutting him off.
His smirk dropped, replaced by something darker, more dangerous. His nostrils flared, his hands curling into fists at his sides. “Try it.”
Louis was the youngest among us, but he always liked provoking me.
I bared my teeth, my wolf clawing for control. My vision blurred at the edges, my body already shifting slightly. The room filled with raw, crackling tension, and I could see Louis bracing himself, ready to strike just as I was,
Then Levi slammed his hand between us, shoving us apart with enough force to send a warning.
“That’s enough!” he snapped, his voice sharp with authority. “Both of you–back the fuck off”
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Louis and I glared at each other, our chests rising and falling heavily, but neither of us moved.
Levi let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. “You know what’s funny? I should be the one who’s fucking pissed right now.”
We both turned to him, brows furrowing.
Levi scoffed, his expression twisting with something close to disgust. “You two are about to rip each other apart over Olivia when both of you went behind my back.”
I stiffened.
Louis let out a sharp breath, dragging a hand down his face.
Levi’s voice dropped, thick with irritation. “I thought we all hated her. I thought we agreed she wasn’t worth our time. But now you’re both sneaking around, kissing her like a couple of lovesick pups?” He took a step back, shaking his head. “What a fucking joke.”
A suffocating silence hung in the air.
Then I let out a harsh breath, rolling my shoulders. “I still hate her,” I growled.
Louis scoffed, his eyes narrowing with anger. “Yeah? Is that why you smell like her?”
I clenched my jaw but said nothing.
Levi growled at Louis. “Enough.”
I ignored the twisting in my stomach, ignored the lingering feeling in my chest.
Because it didn’t fucking matter.
Olivia was still nothing to me.
And I was going to prove it.
Levi sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. “We should all get some rest. Tomorrow is the ceremony–Anita becomes our concubine. I doubt we want the pack seeing their Alphas covered in bruises,” he muttered, sounding exhausted.
Louis stretched out a hand to me as peace offering. I took it, giving him a brief hug before stepping back.
This wasn’t new. We always fought over petty things and made up in the end.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Louis said.
I nodded, watching as he turned and walked away. Levi gave me a lingering look before following him out, closing the door behind them.
Sighing, I dropped onto my bed, my mind replaying everything that had happened between me
and Olivia.
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That should never happen again.
I hated her.
And it had to stay that way.
