Chapter 34: Accused
Lennox's POV
"All she needs is rest, and she will be fine," the healer said as she put a crying Anita to sleep. I exchanged glances with my brothers, but none of us said a word.
"I will stay with her," Anita's mother said softly, while I nodded in acknowledgment.
"I'll be back to check on her," I added before stepping out of Anita's room.
Arriving back in my chambers, I poured myself a glass of whiskey and took a long sip of it. The harshness of it burned my throat, but I continued sipping.
I moved over to the window and stared into the night. I couldn't believe that Anita was pregnant with our child and had just lost it. I didn't know what to feel about it—I had just lost a child, a child I didn't get to know, and my emotions were just… there. I didn't feel the anger and pain I was supposed to feel in losing a child. Perhaps it was because I didn't really want a child with Anita.
The door creaked open, and my brothers, Levi and Louis, stepped in. They said nothing, merely pouring themselves drinks.
The three of us stood in silence, waiting for one another to speak first, until finally, Louis spoke.
"What do we do about Olivia?" Louis asked, breaking the heavy silence.
I sighed. The moment her name was spoken, my wolf growled, restless and furious. Keeping her locked in that cell was tearing me apart.
"We should get her out," Levi spoke. "She is our Luna, no matter what. What will the other Alphas think of us if we keep her caged like a criminal?
"I agree," Louis added. "Instead of keeping her in the cell, we can confine her to her room."
I nodded at Louis's suggestion, knowing he was right. Olivia was our Luna, and even though she had made a huge mistake, keeping her in the cell wasn't right. My wolf snarled in agreement, demanding that we bring her out immediately.
Before I could say anything else, the door burst open, and one of the guards rushed in, looking frantic. He bowed his head slightly before speaking.
"Alpha Lennox, Alpha Levi, and Alpha Louis! Luna Olivia is yelling for you," he reported, barely able to catch his breath.
"What?" Levi growled, immediately pushing off the wall, his drink forgotten.
"She's causing a scene, demanding to see all three of you. She… she's furious," the guard stammered.
I exchanged a glance with my brothers, a mix of curiosity and worry settling in. Olivia rarely showed her temper, and if she was this enraged, something must have pushed her past her limit. Without a word, we all strode out of my chambers, making our way to the cells.
As we approached the cell, her voice grew louder. "Where are they? Let me see them!" she demanded in anger.
When we arrived, Olivia stood at the cell gate, her hands gripping the bars. But it wasn't just anger radiating from her, it was pain.
She was crying.
The moment she saw us, her gaze hardened. "You monsters! You ordered the killing of my father!" she spat, and my brow furrowed.
What was she talking about?
"What are you talking about?" Louis asked, voicing my confusion.
More tears fell down her cheeks, and where I stood, I felt my heart clenching. Even after everything, her tears still had the power to break me.
"You three act like you don't know what I'm talking about!" she shouted, tears flowing down her cheeks.
"That is because we don't know what you are talking about," Levi snapped, sounding frustrated.
Olivia glared at us, her tear-filled eyes holding both pain and anger, making me feel so uncomfortable.
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