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.

“I hate you three,” she spat in anger.

I growled. “Olivia, what are you talking about?”

My wolf growled angrily, fighting against my restraint, desperate to comfort her and demand answers at the same time. Levi looked just as shaken, his fists clenched, while Louis narrowed his eyes, trying to piece together what she meant.

Before I could say anything, Olivia moved suddenly, catching us off guard. In a swift motion, she reached through the cell bars, grabbing the hilt of the sword strapped to the guard’s side. He yelped in surprise, too stunned to react, and she pulled it free, pressing the blade to her neck before any of us could take a step forward.

“Don’t move!” she shouted, her voice cracking but authoritative. The guards stumbled back, terrified, while my wolf thrashed violently within me, howling at the threat to our mate.

“Olivia!” I barked, but she only pressed the sword harder against her skin, a thin line of blood appearing. I felt my breath hitch, and Louis took a cautious step forward, but she glared at him, her gaze wild and threatening.

“Stay back! I swear, I’ll do it!” she warned, her hands trembling.

“Olivia, put the sword down,” Levi said cautiously, his voice surprisingly gentle despite the tension coiling in his muscles. “Just talk to us.”

“You killed my father!” she screamed, tears spilling freely, her knuckles white against the hilt. “You ordered his death! Why? Why would you do that? He was innocent!”

Shock shot through me like a lightning bolt. Her father? Executed? None of us gave that order. I exchanged a quick look with Louis, whose face was a mask of confusion, and then Levi, who looked equally lost.

“Olivia,” I started, keeping my tone steady despite the tightness in my throat. “We didn’t order anyone to kill your father. Who told you that?”

Her grip faltered just a little, uncertainty flickering in her eyes before the fury returned. “Stop lying! I heard it! My father was loyal to this pack, and you killed him like he was nothing!”

I took a careful step closer, but she immediately pressed the blade deeper, and I froze, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would break my ribs.

“Please, Olivia,” Levi spoke again, his tone almost pleading. “Someone must have lied to you. We didn’t do it. We would never kill your father—”

“You expect me to believe that?” she hissed. “You three are monsters! I hate you! You took everything from me!”

“Olivia!” I growled, fear gripping me, my heart pounding rapidly inside me.

“Drop that sword, and let’s talk,” I pleaded.

“No!” She shook her head, more tears flowing rapidly.

“I hate you three… I hate you three so much!” she spat in anger, and my heart clenched. I knew she hated me, but hearing her say it with so much pain made me realize how much we must have hurt her.

“I… Olivia Parker, reject you three as my mates.”

“We reject your rejection,” we said in unison, without having a second thought about it.

Olivia’s words hung heavy in the air, and I felt a pain I couldn’t describe – like claws digging into my soul. Rejection. She wanted to reject us. My wolf howled in anguish, clawing at my insides as if trying to rip out the agony I felt. I could see Levi and Louis tense beside me, their faces pale and their eyes clouded with pain.

“Olivia…” Levi whispered, his voice shaking.

She glared at us, the sword still pressed to her neck, more blood trickling down her skin. Her eyes were hollow, lost, filled with nothing but agony and hatred.

“Maybe… maybe death is the only way I can be free from you three,” she muttered, her voice raw and broken.

My eyes widened, and I surged forward without thinking. “Olivia, no!”

But it was too late. In one swift motion, she sliced the blade across her throat, blood blooming instantly against her pale skin.

“NO!” Louis shouted, darting forward, but the cell bars stopped him.

My knees hit the ground as I watched her collapse, blood pouring from her wound, her body trembling and eyes fluttering. My hands gripped the bars so tightly that they hurt, and my wolf let out a mournful howl that echoed through the halls.

“Open the cell! Now!” Levi barked at the stunned guards, his voice filled with fear.