Chapter 67
Who Sent It
Olivia POV
The next morning, I woke up to the soft chatter of Lolita and Nora already bustling around my room. My body ached in places I didn’t want to think about, and my heart… well, that was just shattered glass held together by pride.
“Up, up, up, sleeping beauty,” Lolita chimed, dragging the curtains open and flooding the room with light.
“We’ve got a full house at breakfast, and you’re not skipping it,” Nora added firmly, tossing a pale blue dress onto the bed.
I groaned, flopping onto my stomach. “Can’t I eat here? Alone. In the dark. With my dignity.”
Lolita snorted. “Luna, the Alphas specially requested you join them.”
My face flushed hot. They didn’t know what happened… right?
Still, I let them dress me. Nora curled my hair into soft waves, and Lolita added a hint of gloss to my lips. I looked like someone who had her life together. Who wasn’t torn between three dangerously beautiful Alphas who kept messing with her head—and her heart.
But the moment I stepped into the dining hall, that illusion cracked.
The triplets were already seated.
Lennox sat with his arms folded, looking every bit the brooding Alpha he always was. His jaw ticked when he noticed me walk in, but he said nothing.
Louis, gaze hardened.
Levi, on the other hand, looked relaxed, his leg thrown casually over one knee, swirling his coffee like he was waiting for a show.
Anita sat beside them, sipping juice and laughing at something Louis had said. She looked up and glared at me. “Here comes the lady of the day. Always the last to arrive,” she mocked.
Ignoring her, I moved like a robot, keeping my chin high as I slid into the seat meant for me. A seat across from Anita. I could feel Lennox’s stare on me like a damn laser. And of course, my traitorous body was aware—of everything.
Especially the way Louis shifted just a little closer.
I was still adjusting my napkin when a maid appeared beside me, holding a bouquet of white roses.
“Luna Olivia,” she said, bowing slightly. “This was sent for you.”
My brows furrowed. “For me?”
“Yes,” she nodded, handing over a small ivory card attached to the stem. “It came this morning. No name, only a note.”
My heart stuttered as I took the card and read the looping, elegant handwriting:
To the most beautiful woman in the world — Your admirer.
I blinked, stunned.
I dared to glance up.
Lennox stared at the rose like it personally offended him.
“What does the note say?” Lennox said with a grunt. I eyed him and stared back at the bouquet of roses.
“Olivia, Lennox asked a question,” Louis demanded angrily.
I glared back at him. “I have no idea… the sender didn’t…” My words didn’t leave my mouth before Lennox snatched the note from my hand and read it. His frown constructed into a bigger frown.
My hands trembled slightly as Lennox gripped the card like it had personally wronged him, his eyes narrowing to slits as he re-read the message, jaw clenched.
“To the most beautiful woman in the world,” he hissed, voice dripping venom. “Who the hell is this admirer?”
I stared back at him, exasperated. “I already said—I don’t know.”
“Spare me the lies, Olivia!” Lennox roared. “Is it the man who gave you that hickey on your neck? Huh? Is he your secret admirer?” He leaned across the table, his voice full of anger. “Who is he?! Tell me his name. How dare he touch you! You are ours! Our mate—our wife!”
My mouth fell open at the possessive words. Our wife? Suddenly, I was theirs?
Louis stood now too, voice low and sharp. “It wasn’t me,” he said, eyes flicking from me to Lennox. “And I’m guessing it wasn’t either of you?”
Lennox looked thunderous but shook his head stiffly.
Levi just sipped his coffee, slow and deliberate, before finally saying, “Nope.”
Louis turned back to me. “Then who the fuck sent this, Olivia? Who’s been putting their hands on you?”
“No one!” I snapped, standing now, voice echoing in the large room. “Why do you assume I know who it is?! Why do you think someone touched me? Just because a flower shows up?!”
“Because of the marks, Olivia!” Lennox spat. “You think we’re blind?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about!” I spat.
Anita let out a fake gasp, then smirked. “So it’s true. You have been whoring around. No wonder you’re glowing this morning.”
My wolf growled in anger, rattling just beneath the surface of my skin. But before I could say anything, Levi finally spoke—his voice like cool water on a fire.
“That’s enough, Anita.” Levi’s tone dropped, calm but laced with warning. He didn’t even look at her—his eyes were on me. “You don’t get to speak to her like that.”
Anita blinked, clearly caught off guard, then narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m just stating the obvious—”
“I said enough,” Levi repeated, sharper now, and this time his voice cut through the air like a blade.
She went quiet, lips pursed into a tight line, fury dancing in her gaze.
Levi set down his coffee with a soft clink and leaned forward, eyes now flicking to Lennox and Louis. “Both of you, calm the hell down.”
“Someone sent her roses!” Louis barked.
“And screaming at her in front of the whole table won’t get us any closer to answers,” Levi snapped back. “Look around—the staff can hear us.”
Lennox growled low in his throat, his fists clenched so hard I could see the veins on his arms. “If someone’s been touching her—if someone had dared to lay a single hand on her again, I swear on the goddess, I will burn down the world to find them.”
His eyes locked with mine, fire and fury blazing behind them. “There will be war, Olivia. I will end them.”
My breath hitched.
Levi stood, his voice quieter now but no less commanding. “We’ll look into it. Thoroughly. Discreetly.”
His gaze softened just a little when he looked at me again.
But it didn’t feel like that. Not when Lennox still looked like he wanted to tear something—or someone—apart. Not when Louis’s eyes were a storm of suspicion and wounded pride.
And not when my heart was pounding so hard I could barely think.
I wanted to run.
I wanted to disappear into the woods, into the wind, anywhere but here.
“I’ve lost my appetite,” I announced, getting up on my feet.
“Olivia, you are not leaving…” Lennox yelled at me, but I ignored him and walked away.
Reaching my room, I stared at the flowers in my hand, wondering who might have sent them. Who would dare to send white roses and a note to me, not scared that the Alphas would see it?
I searched my memories trying to think who this person is, but suddenly the door to my room pushed open and Nora barged in.
“Luna, Alpha Lennox is dragging Warrior Jerek towards his study,” Nora announced.
“What!” I got up, left my room, and ran towards Lennox’s study.