Chapter 263

Levi’s POV
It happened so fast.
One moment, we were standing there in silence—tension thick in the air—and the next…
BAM!
Calvin’s fist connected with Lennox’s jaw, snapping his head sideways.
Before I could even react—
CRACK!
He spun and slammed his fist into my gut, knocking the breath out of me.
I doubled over, coughing.
THUD!
Louis barely had time to move away before Calvin’s fist caught him clean in the face, sending him crashing into the chair behind him.
Everything went still.
Pain throbbed through my body. My wolf snarled inside me, begging to be let out—but I held him back. This wasn’t the time.
Calvin stood above us, breathing hard, his eyes burning with rage.
“That he growled, “was for hurting my sister.”
None of us spoke.
What could we even say?
He glared at us, anger vibrating from his entire body.
“You three better start talking. Because right now, the only thing stopping me from finishing what I just started… is her.”
He turned slightly—toward Olivia.
She was still seated. Not even moved by what had just happened.
I took a grip of myself and stared at Olivia, whose eyes had been avoiding us.
“Mine!” my wolf howled possessively inside me.
I took a shaky breath. “Olivia… is this really you I asked, my lips trembling slightly.
She turned and held my gaze. “Yes, it’s me,”she said plainly.
A sad smile spread across my face, but before I could speak, Calvin spoke.
“Olivia is a Beckham,” he snapped. “She comes from a sacred bloodline—our bloodline! And you fools… you dared to treat her like trash. You subjected her to pain. Humiliation. Rejection. Do you have any idea who she is?!”
We frowned at his words.
I exchanged glances with Lennox and Louis. Both of them looked just as wrecked—torn, ashamed, hurting.
“We didn’t know,” I said quietly. “We had no idea our great-grandmother had children with anyone else.”
“We just found out a few days ago,” Lennox added hoarsely. “Everything we were told growing up was a lie.”
Calvin scoffed bitterly. “And I’m supposed to care?”
He took a slow, threatening step forward.
“I called you here for two reasons,” he said, his tone sharper now. “One: so you could see her. See who she is. What she’s become.”
He paused, his eyes narrowing.
“And two: to tell you to stay the hell away from her for the rest of your lives.”
I stiffened.
“What?” Louis said, his voice cracking. “You can’t—”
“I can,” Calvin snapped. “And I just did.”
A thick silence followed.
We were stunned. Breathless.
How could we stay away when we’d just realized she was our second chance mate?
I looked at Olivia again, searching for something in her expression. Something in her eyes to tell us she felt it too… she felt the bond, but her eyes gave nothing.
Lennox suddenly stepped forward, his frown deepening, his jaw clenched tight.
“She’s our mate,” he said firmly, his voice low but filled with raw emotion. “She’s our second chance mate.”
Calvin’s head snapped in his direction. “What did you just say?”
I swallowed hard.
“She’s our mate,” I echoed. “We all felt it… the second we walked into that hall.”
Louis stepped closer too, desperation in his voice. “It’s real. We know it’s crazy, but the bond—it’s back.”
Calvin’s eyes narrowed, disbelief flashing across his face. “That’s impossible. She rejected you. The bond was broken. And besides he added with a bitter scoff, “you’re related.”
“We are not lying… Olivia is our second chance mate.”
Calvin looked at us like we were insane. “And you expect me to believe that?”
We turned to Olivia.
She had been quiet through all of this, her face unreadable.
“Olivia,” I said gently. “Tell him. Tell Calvin… you feel it too, right?”
Her eyebrows slowly drew together in a frown.
“What are you talking about?” she asked coldly.
I blinked. “The mate bond. You feel it too… don’t you?”
She stared at us for a long moment.
Then she scoffed.
“A silly joke,” she muttered, shaking her head slightly. “That’s what this is.”
“No, it’s not,” Louis said quickly. “We’re telling the truth. Don’t you feel anything?”
She folded her arms, her face hardening with a bitter frown. “Why should I? I rejected you. And there is no way you three can be my second chance mates
My heart dropped.
My wolf whimpered.
“You don’t feel anything?” Lennox asked quietly.
She frowned. “Feel what?”
Confusion swirled inside me. I looked at my brothers. They looked just as lost.
Was it only us feeling the bond?
Why? ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ
How?
My head spun.
“No… Olivia, you’re lying. You feel it… I know you do,”
“I don’t,” she snapped, her eyes flashing with anger. “What the hell are you three even saying? How can we be mates again? Do you even hear yourselves?”
I took a slow step forward, desperate. “Olivia—”
But before I could get closer, Calvin stepped between us like a wall.
“That’s enough,” he said sharply. “It’s time for you all to leave.”
“No,” Lennox said stubbornly from behind me. “Not until we get answers. Not until Olivia—”
“I said leave,” Calvin growled, his eyes glowing faintly with Alpha command. “Don’t make me call the warriors.”
“You wouldn’t—”
“Oh, I would,” Calvin cut in coldly. “You may be powerful Alphas, but this is my pack. My territory. And right now, you’re standing on my land.”
His voice dropped lower, angrier. “Don’t make me remember the blood feud between our families.”
I blinked, stunned. “Blood feud? What feud?”
Lennox frowned. “We share the same great-grandmother. How can we be enemies?
Calvin let out a dry, bitter laugh. “So you really don’t know.”
He looked at us like we were pathetic. “Your parents never told you, did they?”
“Tell us what?” Louis asked quietly.
“Your family and mine are bound by blood to hate each other… we’re like snakes and humans, doomed to destroy on sight. When a snake crosses paths with a human, it coils to strike — and when a human sees a snake, they crush it without mercy. Believe me, they had no idea you three were coming here. If they did, they’d have spilled blood before ever letting you set foot in this place.”
My stomach twisted. “What the hell is going on?”
“Blood enemies? We didn’t even know Great-Grandmother Hailee had other children until a few days ago,” Lennox muttered.
Calvin’s face didn’t soften. Not even a little.
“Then go ask your parents why they lied to you,” he said coldly. “Maybe then you’ll understand why I want you nowhere near my sister.”
“Calvin—”
“Leave.” His voice boomed with finality. “Before I stop being polite.”
None of us moved.
Then Olivia spoke, her voice sounding like a plead.
“Please leave.”
That was it.
One word.
But it hurt more than everything else combined.