Lennox's POV
I stood there, breathing hard, my hands shaking at my sides.
God, I wanted to hit them.
Both of them.
How dare they even think of giving Olivia away like that.
Like she was something to be passed around.
Like she wasn't their mate. Their Luna.
I clenched my fists tighter and forced myself to breathe.
Slow. Deep. Controlled.
"If you really love her," I said, my voice low but burning, "how can you even say those words?"
They both stared at me.
"How can you claim you love your mate," I went on, "and then talk about handing her to another man?" My chest ached as the words poured out. "How do you think your late brother would feel if he heard this?"
The room went still.
"How do you think Lennox would feel," I pressed, my voice shaking now, "knowing the people he trusted most were ready to give up on the woman he loved?"
Levi flinched.
Louis looked away.
