Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

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I had pretended to remain passed out for a while, listening as the brothers stood around my room and argued with each other.

It really struck me because, for the first time, the brothers seemed to be in a genuinely bad mood with one another, especially Jaguar.

That confused me too.

Before passing out, I vividly remembered telling Ragnar that I had tried to send the video to Jaguar.

So I had expected him to message Jaguar and ask him to come for me.

But instead, he switched gears and asked Theodore.

I didn’t get it. Or maybe he genuinely thought Jaguar wasn’t feeling well, and that was why he hadn’t called him.

I could only guess based on what I had overheard.

When I woke up, I didn’t even try to get up. I simply went back to sleep for the rest of the day.

It wasn’t my problem.

By the time I woke up again, it was well past noon.

From the number of times my door had opened, I could tell someone had been waiting for me to wake up.

I would hear the door open, someone check on me, and then leave.

It happened several times.

Finally, I stirred awake and sat up in bed, but I didn’t leave the room.

Eventually, a maid came in to check on me, and this time, she realized I was awake.

"I’ll go and let the others know. Why don’t you freshen up until then?" the maid suggested, giving me a gentle, sweet smile as she nodded at me.

I dragged myself out of bed.

A lot had happened last night. It wasn’t just about brothers and me.

It wasn’t only the fact that I had discovered I was dating the fucking lycan we had been running away from.

There was also the fact that I had given myself to my mate.

I was happy about it.

Every time I thought about it, a smile would spread across my lips before I remembered that I didn’t even know when I would see him again.

Or if I would see him at all.

That was the worst part. Not knowing if I would ever see my mate again.

I rushed into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and blow-dried my hair with whatever little time I had.

Then I put on a pair of underwear and an oversized shirt.

After applying some lip oil and doing a natural makeup look, I hurried back into the room and sat down, trying to make it seem like I had only taken a shower.

The door opened, and the first one to enter was Alpha Ragnar.

However, Jaguar rushed in immediately after him, almost bumping into his shoulder.

I had never seen the brothers act this way.

I could tell that even Ragnar didn’t like how quickly Jaguar had followed him inside.

Then came Theodore. He entered last, but his eyes immediately landed on me, and I noticed the sadness on his face.

"Are you okay?" he mouthed.

With a brief blink, I silently assured him that I was.

"What happened? Did he hurt you? Did he do something?" Jaguar demanded, pulling out a chair and quickly sitting down before me.

Ragnar and Theodore sat down as well.

Over the next half hour, I told them everything, obviously excluding the fact that I had seduced Roman to get away from him.

I simply told them that when I arrived, he was pretty worked up.

He wanted to drag me to his guest room, but I wasn’t interested.

I told him I was exhausted from the long journey and wanted to rest, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer.

Then he left on his own to get condoms, leaving his bedroom door open.

That was when I wandered into his room, sat on his bed, and turned on the projector, thinking there might be a movie to watch.

Well, to my surprise, I discovered that he had been stalking me.

I told them everything and watched their reactions.

"That asshole," Jaguar growled, clenching his fist.

Theodore had his eyes closed as he tried to steady his breathing.

Ragnar sat with his head tilted, one elbow resting on the armrest of the couch.

He held one hand near his mouth, his index finger resting against his upper lip and another against his lower lip, as he stared at me in silence.

I knew O had cleared out the material from the condo that contained more detailed information about my activities over the past two years.

He had left behind only the information about my recent activities that was already fairly accessible, just enough to make it look like Roman had been stalking me without revealing anything more.

That was why I had texted O.

When I woke up, I received a message from him confirming that he had done it and left immediately afterward.

The warriors had arrived to confiscate the contents of the condo and search the place.

"Why did you go to spend time with him when you already knew he was abusing you?" Ragnar questioned.

Jaguar turned toward him. His chair was right beside my bed, while Ragnar and Theodore were sitting on the couch opposite me.

"She wanted to punish herself for Gigi’s sake," Jaguar answered.

"That is so—," Theodore started to speak, but stopped himself.

I didn’t have to respond. They were doing it for me.

"Well, let’s just end this conversation here for today," Theodore spoke up bitterly. "Whatever your brother did has nothing to do with you, so I hope you won’t think about punishing yourself anymore."

I noticed Ragnar silently watching me.

His gaze was unsettling, as though he had multiple thoughts running through his head.

Now, he was looking at me as if I had done something terrible.

"Well, it’s not like you’re completely innocent," Ragnar muttered under his breath, making both of his brothers turn to look at him.

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

For a second, everything else disappeared. It was just Ragnar and me staring into each other’s eyes.

"Weren’t you instigating your brother to abuse Gigi?" The accusatory words left his lips.

My frown deepened.

For the first time, I felt like the brothers weren’t the only ones who were clueless. Maybe I was too.

There was more that had happened behind my back, things I hadn’t even figured out yet.