Chapter 299

Olivia’s POV
I frowned. “Who?”
“Come see for yourself,” Calvin replied with that annoyingly serious tone, then ended the mind link without another word.
Sighing, I sank deeper into the warm water of the bathtub. The lavender-scented steam curled around me, soothing my body and mind. Whoever it was could wait. I wasn’t about to trade the comfort of this bath for anything.
Well… anything except the triplets taking me again.
“Girl… you’re such a bitch,” my wolf muttered inside my head, her voice half-annoyed, half-amused.
I smirked. “You’re just mad I enjoyed it more than you did.”
“You didn’t even give me a chance to come out!” she huffed. “Do you know what it’s like being trapped in the back of your mind while they—”
“Okay, okay!” I cut her off quickly, cheeks heating. “No need for details.”
“Tch. Weak,” she muttered, then went silent.
I rolled my eyes and let my head rest against the back of the tub. The water lapped gently at my skin, and the ache between my thighs felt dull now.
I closed my eyes again, letting my fingers trail lazily through the water. Whatever Calvin wanted could wait a few more minutes.
Just a few more.
After drying off, I tied a towel snugly around my chest and stepped out of the bathroom.
The triplets were all seated on the bed, wearing nothing but loose sweatpants. Their bare chests on full display made my eyes do a quick scan. broad shoulders, toned muscles, those perfect V lines—
I quickly looked away, my cheeks burning.
Louis chuckled. “You can keep staring if you want, angel. It’s all yours.”
I rolled my eyes at him, but couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at my lips. “I have to go. My brother called for me.”
Immediately, their playful expressions changed. Concern flashed across their faces.
“Is everything alright?” Levi asked, brows furrowing.
“I’m fine,” I said gently, already sensing their rising protectiveness. “Someone wants to see me.”
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“No,” I cut in softly. “Not now. It’s not the right time. We should take things slow… ease into this.”
They looked at each other, clearly not liking the idea but respecting my decision.
“Alright,” Louis muttered, “but if anything goes wrong
“Nothing will go wrong,” I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt.
I glanced toward the vanity, thinking about drying my hair. I hated the cold feeling of water dripping down my back.
Before I could reach for the dryer, Lennox was already standing. “Sit,” he said gently, taking the towel from my hands. “Let me.”
I blinked. “You know how to dry hair?”
He gave me a crooked grin. “I used to do it all the time… remember?”
As he ran the dryer through my damp hair, I sat still, letting the memories come.
Back when I was younger, before everything shattered between us, the boys would dry my hair after training, or when I was sick, or just because they wanted to. Lennox always did it the most. He says drying my hair was one of his favorite hobbies.
When he was done, Levi came up behind me, comb and tie already in hand. “Want it packed or loose?”
“Whatever’s easier,” I whispered, surprised by the gentle way his fingers moved.
“You still remember how to do this?” I asked softly.
“Of course I do,” he said with a small smile. “Some things don’t fade.”
As he twisted my hair into a low bun, I caught Louis leaning against the closet, watching me intently.
“What?” I asked with a small, shy smile.
He smiled, walked over, and pressed a soft kiss to my exposed shoulder. “You look so beautiful.”
My breath caught, and I quickly stood, knowing that if I stayed any longer, I might lose all control.
“I… I’ll see you guys later,” I said hurriedly and reached for my things, which were folded neatly on the couch. I clutched them against my chest and forced a smile at the triplets, who were now wearing sad, almost wounded expressions.
The idea of leaving didn’t sit well with them. It didn’t sit well with me either… but I had to go.
I drew in a deep breath and gave them one last warm smile. “Bye.”
I teleported before they could respond.
I landed in my room with a soft thud, the cool air brushing my damp skin as I adjusted the towel around my chest.
“Finally!” a voice rang out, startling me.
I spun toward the sound to find Nora and Lolita sitting casually on my bed, both with matching mischievous grins plastered across their faces.
My eyes narrowed. “What are you two doing here?”
Lolita leaned back against the headboard, arms crossed behind her head. “Waiting for Sleeping Beauty to return from her little romantic vacation,” she said, wiggling her brows.
Nora snorted. “Or should we say—honeymoon trial? Honestly, Liv, you’re glowing.”
I groaned, walking past them to grab fresh clothes. “Oh, shut up.”
“You look flushed,” Lolita teased.
“Like… blissfully destroyed,” Nora added with a dramatic sigh.
“I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that,” I muttered, clutching my clothes tighter to my chest as I ducked into my closet.
They both laughed.
“Okay, okay,” Nora said after a moment, her voice still laced with humor. “We’ll stop. But seriously… someone’s waiting for you downstairs.”
That caught my attention.
I stuck my head out of the closet. “Who?”
Lolita shrugged. “One Lord Frederick.”
I blinked. “What?”
“Yup,” Nora confirmed, her tone suddenly more serious. “Alpha Calvin said he arrived about twenty minutes ago. He’s been waiting patiently.”
My stomach twisted slightly.
Lord Frederick?
What the hell was he doing here?
I quickly dried off the remaining dampness on my skin and pulled on a pair of high-waisted jeans and a simple white shirt. I tied it in a knot at the waist, giving it a casual edge, then slipped on my ankle boots. I left my hair in the low bun Levi had done.
Taking one last look in the mirror, I squared my shoulders and headed toward the door. Nora and Lolita followed, both unusually quiet now. I could feel the tension brewing in the air. Something about this visit didn’t sit right with me.
As we made our way downstairs, I mentally prepared myself.
Lord Frederick wasn’t the kind of man to show up without reason and patiently wait.
So whatever it was… it definitely wasn’t going to be just a simple visit.