Olivia's POV
I stared at Levi, my breath catching in my throat.
His words replayed in my head.
"…you and Lennox aren't mates."
I felt something inside me snap.
Not anger.
Not even sadness.
Pain.
A deep, raw, tearing pain that felt like someone was ripping open my chest with their bare hands.
My wolf let out a low, wounded growl inside me—one that shook my entire body.
She remembered.
She always remembered.
Louis shot up from the bed instantly.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Louis barked at Levi, his voice shaking with rage. "Why would you say that to her?! Why would you throw that at her now?!"
Levi didn't answer. His jaw clenched. His eyes hardened. But a flicker of guilt flashed across his face.
My wolf growled again—louder this time—her grief and fury echoing through me.
Louis turned back to me, reaching out gently. "Liv… listen to me, don't—"
"Don't touch me."
My voice echoed in the room.
Louis froze, hurt flashing across his eyes.
