I had to tell them. I couldn't keep swallowing it down, pretending like I was fine, pretending like what happened didn't still haunt me every single day.
"I know," I whispered, my voice trembling. "I know we were supposed to leave everything behind. To move forward. To heal. But I can't. Not fully."
Their eyes stayed on me, heavy and piercing, but I pressed on, because if I stopped, I'd break.
"Even knowing you were spelled… even knowing it wasn't your fault—I still can't cope with it sometimes. I still get… triggered. Every time I see another woman close to you, every time one of you smiles or lets someone touch you…" My throat closed, my wolf whimpering inside me. "It's like I'm right back there. Like I'm about to live that trauma all over again."
I wrapped my arms around myself, holding in the ache that clawed through me. "I'm scared," I admitted, my voice cracking. "I'm so scared of losing you. And that fear—it's eating me alive. It's making me jealous, bitter, insane. And I hate it, because I hate who it makes me. But I can't stop."
Silence hung in the air, and through the bond, I felt their emotions full of pain, love, and worry. Levi was the first to move.
His arms wrapped around me gently, pulling me into his chest. The warmth of him, the steady beat of his heart, made my wolf exhale shakily.
"Liv," he whispered into my hair, his voice breaking with love, "that will never happen again. I swear it. You'll never lose us like that. You'll never have to relive that pain."
I shook against him, my fingers clutching the fabric of his shirt. "I know… I know you say that. But I'm still scared."
His hand rubbed slow circles down my back, comforting me. "Then let us carry that fear with you. Don't hold it alone. We love you so much, Olivia. We'll spend the rest of our lives proving that to you."
Before I could answer, another warmth closed around me. Lennox. His presence was overwhelming and strong, like a wall shielding me from everything else.
He pulled me into his arms, cupping my cheek with one rough hand. His thumb brushed away a tear that had escaped, and his eyes—goodness, those eyes—burned straight into me.
"We cannot be spelled again," he said firmly, his voice calm and unshakable. "We're Alphas now. No witchcraft, no spell, no trick can touch us. That mistake only happened because we weren't yet what we are today. And it will never happen again."
His hand pressed tighter to my cheek, his forehead almost touching mine. "I love you, Olivia. So much. Sometimes I wish you could see my heart—just so you'd know there's no space in it for anyone else but you."
The truth of his words hit me like a wave. I couldn't see his heart, but gods…I could feel it. His love. It was real, deep, burning through me until I couldn't breathe.
And then Louis's arms slipped around me from behind, pulling me fully into the safety of all three of them. His lips brushed the top of my head, his voice low and fierce.
"You're ours. Always. No spell, no woman, no mistake will ever change that. We'll fight for you until our last breath."
Surrounded. Shielded. Loved.
For the first time, the fear inside me loosened, just a little.
I hugged Louis, and he wrapped his arms around me. I let the tears fall as I relaxed in the comfort of his arms. I knew my healing process would take a long while, but having this conversation with them gave me a little assurance, and I felt a heavy load leave my shoulders. Louis kept whispering words to me as he rubbed invisible circles on my back while I just remained in his arms.
My eyes closed. I pressed my face into Louis's chest, listening to the rise and fall of him. My hands found Levi's and Lennox's and I squeezed, a small, stunned laugh escaping me. God, I loved these men so much. If something happened—if I lost them—I didn't know how I would live with it. Louis lifted up my head and leaned down to kiss me. I opened my mouth and kissed him deeply, pouring out my emotion into the kiss.
The kiss deepened. I melted into it, parting my lips, tasting him, letting all the emotions I had bottled up for so long spill into the way I kissed him back.
My hands slid up his chest, clutching at him like he was the only thing keeping me tethered. His arm tightened around me, his tongue brushing mine, and for that brief moment, I felt whole. Safe. Loved. Follow current novᴇls on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾※𝙣𝙚𝙩
Levi began trailing soft kisses on the back of my neck while I felt Lennox lifting up the hem of my gown. God, I loved them. All of them. The thought of losing even one made my chest tighten, but here——I could almost believe we were inseparable.
And then—knock. Knock.
The sound shattered the bubble we had built. We froze. Louis pulled back, his breathing rough, his forehead still pressed against mine.
The knock came again, softer this time, followed by a too-familiar voice. "Brothers? It's me. Selene. Can we talk?"
My frown deepened. Why was she calling them brothers? It sounded so fake to me.
The tension in the room snapped back like a whip. My wolf bristled instantly, claws raking at me from the inside. The warmth of the kiss drained, replaced by cold anger curling in my stomach.
Louis muttered a curse under his breath. Lennox's jaw clenched. Levi squeezed my hand tighter, his eyes flicking toward the door.
And me? I wanted to rip it off its hinges.
The door creaked open before anyone could answer the knock. Selene stepped in, her eyes sweeping the room, and that little smirk I already hated tugged at her lips.
"Hope I'm not interrupting," she said sweetly, though her tone dripped with anything but innocence.
"You are," I snapped, my frown deepening as I glared at her.
Her eyes flicked to me, and she rolled them like I was nothing but a child throwing a tantrum. My wolf growled inside me, but before I could lunge, she turned her attention away from me completely—straight to the triplets.
"I just got some information," she announced, her voice suddenly serious.
The shift in her tone made Lennox stiffen, Louis's hand drop from my waist, and Levi's posture straighten instantly.
I hated the way she commanded their attention in seconds.