Levi’s POV
“Levi, do you know what you’re doing?” Louis was the first to speak.
I nodded. “Yes. What I should have done a long time ago,” I responded with regret. For a moment, I wished I hadn’t let things escalate so far.
“Are you out of your mind?” Louis growled, stepping toward me.
“Yes. I know exactly what I’m doing,” I spat back.
Lennox stepped forward, folding his arms, his eyes softening. “Are you putting up this act just because of the full moon? So she’ll allow you to touch her?” he asked. That enraged me. How could he think such a thing?
My eyes darkened as I took a step toward Lennox. “Don’t you ever say that again,” I warned, my voice low but firm. “This isn’t about the full moon. This isn’t about getting her to sleep with me. This is about her. About my feelings for her. I messed up—I own that. But don’t you dare question what I feel for her.”
“And what do you feel for her?” Louis barked.
My frown deepened, but I answered. “Love,” I said, loud and clear. “I’ve loved Olivia for a long time, but I kept it hidden, acting like a big brother when in truth I loved her.”
Louis froze, his mouth slightly ajar, while Lennox blinked as if I’d grown a second head.
“You what?” Louis asked, his voice dropping.
“I loved her,” I repeated, quieter now but just as certain. “Even when she was a little girl, looking up to us as her whole world, I felt it. I knew it was wrong, that she was too young, that I shouldn’t feel that way—but I did. And I kept it hidden, waiting for the right moment. But when the moment came, it was a disaster.”
Louis scoffed. “You can’t be serious! You hurt her, Levi, and now you want to act like the perfect guy who’s loved her all this time?”
“I know I made mistakes,” I said, my hands clenching into fists. “Don’t you think I live with that every damn day? Every time I saw her flinch when I entered a room, every time she smiled at someone else but never me, every time Anita insulted her and I said nothing—I hated myself.”
The frown on Lennox and Louis’s faces deepened, but I continued. “I’m going to win Olivia back. I know she hurt me, and I hurt her back, but I’m done! I’m done pretending I no longer love her when I never stopped,” I said plainly.
My wolf growled approvingly. “I don’t know what she did to you two, and I have no right to ask you to let it go. You’re free to remain angry… to continue to hate her. But I, Levi, am done.”
I turned to leave, needing air, space—anything but their judgmental stares. But before I reached the door, Louis stepped in front of me, blocking my path with a hard glare.
“You’re not going after her,” he said firmly, arms crossed.
My jaw clenched. “Move.”
“No.”
“Louis—”
“You know how we do things,” he cut me off. “We’re triplets, Levi. We don’t make decisions like this alone. We stick together—always have.”
I laughed bitterly. “You think I don’t know that? You think I don’t remember every second of our lives growing up, the way we moved like one person with three bodies? But this… this isn’t something we can do together.”
Lennox stepped in, his voice quieter but heavier. “We haven’t forgiven her yet, Levi. For what she did.”
“I don’t know what she did to you two, but do you realize she was just fourteen?!” I snapped, my voice shaking with rage and desperation. “You think she didn’t hurt me? She did! But I’ve made my choice.”
Louis scoffed. “So that’s it? You’re just going to go after her while we’re still nursing wounds she caused?”
“Yes!” I roared. “Because I’m done, Louis. I’m done holding on to grudges. I’m done pretending I’m fine when I’m not. I love her. I always have. And I’m not waiting for your permission to chase what I want.”
Louis’s eyes narrowed, and he shoved me hard. I stumbled back, chest heaving.
“You wanna fight me now? Is that it?” I growled.
“We don’t get to just decide without each other,” Louis barked, stepping closer.
“Why not?” I shouted. “Because we’re triplets? Because we came from the same womb? Sucked the same damn breasts? That doesn’t mean we have to live as one person, Louis!”
Lennox tried to speak, but I pushed past them, anger burning. “I’m not asking you to forgive her. I’m not asking you to follow me. But I am telling you—I’m done holding back. You can either stand with me… or get out of my way.”
Louis lunged, grabbing my shirt and slamming me against the wall. I shoved him back just as hard, my anger boiling over.
“You’re being selfish!” he yelled.
“No, I’m being honest!” I shouted, pushing him again.
He swung at me, and I barely dodged it. My fist flew up and hit his jaw. He stumbled back but came at me harder.
“Stop it!” Lennox barked, stepping between us, but we didn’t listen. All the years of tension, anger, and pain exploded between us.
“You think you’re the only one hurting?” Louis growled, grabbing my shirt again.
“I’m the only one doing something about it!” I snapped, swinging again. He blocked it and punched me in the face.
“You don’t know what she did to me!” Louis roared, throwing a punch that barely missed my cheek.
“And you don’t know what she meant to me!” I shouted back, ducking and slamming my shoulder into his ribs.
We were so caught up in the fight, fists flying, growls rumbling, we didn’t notice someone had entered the room.
“Enough!” Lennox shouted, but we didn’t stop. I raised my fist, ready to punch Louis. He did the same. We both attacked each other.
But then—
“Levi! Louis!” Lennox screamed.
Too late. Our fists moved at the same time, but instead of hitting each other, we both struck someone between us.
A soft gasp escaped the person’s lips, followed by a sickening thud. We froze. And then we saw her.
Olivia.
She stood there a split second, eyes wide in shock, before crumpling to the floor.
“No!” I shouted, falling to my knees beside her. Blood trickled from her temple where our fists had hit.
Louis dropped down too, his face pale. “Oh my God… Olivia.”
Lennox rushed to her side. “What the hell did you two do?!”
I gently lifted her head. Her eyes were closed. She wasn’t moving.
“Olivia? Olivia, please…” My voice broke.
Lennox growled. “Get the healer!”
Louis just stared, horrified. “We didn’t mean to… I didn’t see her…”