Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303: The War

Lennox’s POV

It felt like half of me had left with Olivia.

The excitement I’d been feeling just minutes ago was gone, snuffed out like a candle in the wind. Even my wolf, who had been wagging his tail in my mind ever since she was here, was now silent and brooding.

I let out a frustrated sigh and lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I was a fool. We were fools—me and my brothers.

We had Olivia all these years. She was ours, right here, and yet... we let someone else’s manipulations twist the truth. We let them poison what we had, and we believed it.

I turned my head slightly, my eyes landing on Levi and Louis. They were as quiet as I was, lost in their own thoughts. None of us had said a word since she teleported away.

I didn’t need to ask how they were feeling—I already knew. They were drowning in the same emptiness. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Suddenly, my phone buzzed on the nightstand.

I frowned and leaned over to grab it.

Gabriel.

I scoffed, glancing at my brothers. "The idiot is calling."

Levi raised a brow. Louis just gave a humorless smirk.

I hit answer and immediately put it on loudspeaker. "I hope you’ve received my message," I said flatly.

Gabriel’s voice came through the line, calm but with a hint of unease. "Lennox... let’s talk about it. It doesn’t have to be this way."

I scoffed again, my anger flaring hot. "Gabriel, you should be thanking me. I’m being kind to you. Normally, I’d just attack your pack without warning. But instead, I’m calling to give you time to send your little pups and the old ones away... and to prepare yourself for the war that’s coming."

There was a pause, and when he spoke again, there was desperation in his tone. "Let’s please settle this—"

"There’s nothing to settle," Levi cut in sharply, his voice cold. "You had the guts to do what you did to Olivia, and you think you can talk your way out of it?"

"But I didn’t kill her," Gabriel said quickly, almost defensively.

My jaw tightened. "You didn’t have to kill her. Throwing her in a dungeon, plotting with my uncle—those things are enough. You’ve wronged us, Gabriel. You’ve wronged her."

Louis leaned forward over the phone. "Don’t waste your breath trying to explain yourself. We’ve made our decision. You should just get ready for the war. In fact, you should be grateful we’re giving you the courtesy of a warning."

I knew Gabriel was scared. He had every right to be. No pack in their right mind would want to go to war with us—not when the three of us fought as one.

Together, we were unstoppable. We didn’t just win wars; we ended them. The stories of the last war we had two years ago were still whispered in fear. Gabriel knew that if this came to blows, his pack wouldn’t survive.

He didn’t say another word. He simply ended the call.

I threw my phone onto the bed,my jaw still locked, my wolf pacing restlessly within me.

There was a knock, and then the door opened.

Dustin, one of our Betas, stepped inside.

"I’ve got the report," he said, glancing between me and my brothers. "Gabriel has about two hundred foot warriors and a hundred wolf warriors."

Dustin nodded and left.

Louis broke the silence first. "You’re sure about going in tomorrow alone?"

"Yes," I said without hesitation. "It’s a small war. Besides, it’s too risky for all three of us to go. If something happens, our pack needs at least two of us alive."

Levi nodded and leaned back, crossing his arms. "What’s the plan?"

"Quick and clean. We hit them at dawn. No drawn-out fights. We tear through their defenses, take out their leadership, and leave the rest too scared to even think about retaliation."

Louis smirked faintly, shaking his head. "Too bad... sounds like we’re going to miss all the fun."

Levi chuckled under his breath. "Yeah... you’re going to have all the glory to yourself, brother. Don’t forget to save us a piece of the action next time."

I was about to reply when the air in the room shifted. The faintest ripple of energy brushed over my skin, raising the hairs on my arms.

My wolf’s ears perked up in my mind.

A familiar scent hit me before the light shimmered in the center of the room.

And then—just like that—Olivia appeared.

Her arms were folded across her chest, her face etched with a big frown.

"Lennox. Levi. Louis..." Her voice was low but filled with annoyance that made even my wolf go still. "You three have some explanations to give me."

The three of us froze, caught like pups with our paws in the meat storage.