Chapter 162: In Olivia’s Hands
Lennox’s POV
I stepped forward to Father. The look on his face was the kind that told us his little talk with his brother didn’t go well.
My frown deepened, my wolf already howling possessively inside me. "Father, what did he say?" I asked, the anger in my voice already so obvious. I knew Uncle Damien. Levi might think he’s just messing around, but I knew it was more than that. I saw the way he looked at Olivia... he gave me an uncomfortable feeling that crawled down my spine.
"Father, say something," Levi urged, watching as Father remained silent.
Father sighed and sat on the couch. Impatiently, I folded my arms. I just needed to hear what he had to say before I exploded.
"Father..."
"Calm down," Father cut me off. "Just calm down. Losing your temper won’t solve anything."
My wolf growled angrily inside me.
"Are you trying to say Damien is still insisting on claiming Olivia?" Levi asked.
Father nodded. "Yes... and not just that. He wants Olivia to bear him an heir," he revealed.
My wolf growled, and my breath became ragged. My wolf was on the verge of forcing me to shift into him and go attack Damien, but I controlled it.
"You must be fucking kidding," Louis spat, his voice filled with rage.