Chapter 80: Clothes
Olivia's POV
"I need a glass of water, please," I said to Nora, who walked in after Lennox left.
"Alright." She bowed and left.
My heart was still shaken by what had happened earlier with Lennox. My heart wouldn't stop racing, and my lips still tingled from the way he kissed me—rough, needy, possessive. It was wrong, but Goddess help me, I wanted more.
I hated myself for it.
Sighing heavily, I stood and began pacing the room, trying to calm the storm inside me when a soft knock came at the door.
"Come in," I said, clearing my throat and composing my expression.
Lolita stepped in, eyes wide and voice hurried. "Have you heard? Lady Anita fainted."
My brows pulled together immediately. "What?"
"She collapsed in her chambers. The healer is with her now—and the Alphas too. They rushed to her the moment they heard."
I blinked, trying to process her words. Anita? Fainted? Just this morning, she'd been smiling over breakfast. Moments ago, she was here throwing threats at me.
"And they're with her now?" I asked, my voice tight without meaning it to be.
Lolita nodded. "Yes. They've been in her chambers for a while now."
I bit the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste blood. I didn't say anything, just nodded and waved Lolita off. She gave me a concerned look before slipping out the door.
I stood frozen in place, staring at the wall, until the bitterness became too much to swallow.
Jealousy burned through me, fast and hot, before I could stop it. I hated the feeling. Hated that it even existed. But I couldn't deny it. I couldn't pretend I didn't care.
I shook my head.
I needed air. I needed space.
I grabbed a jacket, not even bothering to change from my simple clothes, and slipped out the door.
At the gate, the guards wanted to accompany me, but I ordered them not to, and then I left, making my way straight to the woods.
The moment I walked into the woods, I undressed, folded my clothes, and kept them on a tree, and then I shifted into my wolf. Without wasting a second, I sprinted.
I raced through the thick woods, trying my best to wipe off the memory of them. Why can't I just hate them like I wanted to? Why am I here feeling miserable and jealous just because they are with Anita? Fuck! Moon Goddess, help me hate them! I pleaded, still racing through the woods, the afternoon breeze hitting me.
Realizing that the sprinting wasn't helping, I raced back to my clothes in my four-legged form.
Racing back in my wolf form, I was surprised to find Alpha Lennox waiting for me. What was he doing here? Wasn't he supposed to be taking care of his favorite concubine?
Halting before the tree, I took a moment to catch my breath, only to notice something unusual. Lennox was leaning casually against a tree, one hand shoved into his pocket, the other gripping my clothes and belongings.
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