Chapter 112: Hit
Olivia's POV
I was taking a nap when suddenly I felt the door to my room was harshly pushed open, forcing out of my morning nap.
While my eyes were half open, I noticed Anita storming towards on the bed, and when she got to where I laid, she landed a hard slap right across my face. The pain shot through , and for a mont I couldn't understand it—I just remained on the bed, trying to process what had just happened.
"Tell , you slut, what witch did you visit? Huh? What spell did you cast on the triplets?" Anita spat in anger.
Anger boiled through my veins, and I slowly sat up on the bed, still trying to gather myself.
"You slut… tell , what spell did you use? You did a spell so they hate , right? Is that what you did?!" she yelled, and again, she landed another slap on my face.
Pain shot through my cheek again as Anita slapped a second ti. That was it. My anger exploded like fire inside .
I jumped out of bed, my vision red with rage. I grabbed Anita by her hair, yanking her head back as she scread.
"How dare you slap ?!" I yelled, dragging her across the room.
She kicked and fought to get away, but I was too strong. My wolf was out. My body shook with fury.
"You think I did a spell on them?!" I shouted. "You think I need a spell for them to hate you? You did that all by yourself!"
I slamd her face against the wall. Hard.
She scread in pain, blood saring across the wall from her nose.
"You bullied for years," I growled, pulling her back and smashing her again. "You spread lies! You laughed at my pain! And now you barge in here and hit ?!"
Her hands clawed at mine, trying to break free, but I didn't stop. My wolf had taken over. I couldn't stop even if I wanted to.
"Help! Guards! Help !" Anita scread, her voice full of panic.
I didn't care. I slamd her again. "You're pathetic, Anita!"
Her blood was everywhere now—on the wall, on my hands, on her dress. She was crying, begging, but I couldn't hear her.
Suddenly, the door burst open. Guards rushed in, followed by Louis, Levi—
And Lennox.
They all froze at the sight.
"Olivia, stop!" Levi shouted, running toward .
But I wasn't listening.
My hands were still tangled in Anita's hair. I raised her face again, ready to slam her one more ti—
"OLIVIA!" Lennox's voice thundered through the room.
And that's when I paused, breath heavy, chest rising and falling with anger.
My eyes t Lennox's—and I saw the shock on his face. The disbelief. The concern.
Louis rushed forward and grabbed Anita away from , holding her tightly. I stood there, breathing hard, my fists still clenched. My chest rose and fell like I had just run a marathon.
"What the hell are you doing, Olivia?!" Louis yelled as he cradled Anita in his arms.
Anita buried her face into his chest, sobbing loudly, her blood staining his clean white shirt.
I stared at her—at what I had done.
Her face was a ss. Blood dripped from her nose, and there were deep scratches across her cheek. One eye was already swelling. For a second… I knew I went too far.
Louis gently lifted Anita's face, his jaw tightening when he saw the damage. "Shit," he muttered under his breath.
"Olivia…" Levi started, walking closer. "How could you do this?"
I looked away, feeling guilty but still angry. "She hit first. Twice," I muttered.
"That's not the point!" Lennox snapped. "You should have co to us. You should've told us—not do this to her face!"
"She's jealous of !" Anita cried suddenly, turning her bloody face toward them. "She's jealous of my pretty face! That's why she did this to !"
"That's a lie!" I shouted, my voice shaking. "I didn't touch her because I was jealous—I did it because she slapped and accused of casting a spell on you three!"
Louis's eyes narrowed. "We'll deal with this later. She needs a healer." He turned to Levi and Lennox. "I'm taking her."
He carefully carried Anita out of the room, her hand holding tightly onto his shirt.
I stood there in silence until only Levi and Lennox were left with .
They both looked at with expressions I couldn't read.
Disappointnt,
worry,
maybe even a bit of fear.
"Don't make this a big deal," I finally said, my voice calr now. "The healer will fix her up. The scratches won't even be visible."
Levi sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "That's not the point, Olivia," Levi said as he moved closer to . "You are not supposed to lose your temper like that, Olivia. You are Luna. You need to learn how to control your temper. What do you think the pack will say if they get to find out that you nearly destroyed Anita's face?" Levi said, softly—not shouting at , but sohow I was offended by it.
"I don't care! I don't care what the pack says!"
Levi stared at like he couldn't believe what I'd just said. His jaw tightened, but he stayed calm.
"You're not just anybody anymore, Olivia," he said slowly, almost like he was trying to reason with a wild animal. "You're Luna. You can't afford to lose control like that."
I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. "Luna? Is that what I am now?" My voice trembled—not with fear, but with rage. "Then maybe it's ti people start treating like one."
Lennox crossed his arms, watching closely. His gaze wasn't angry—it was calculating. "You nearly crushed her skull, Olivia. If we hadn't walked in, you might've killed her."
"Maybe I should have," I snapped, locking eyes with Lennox. "If you want to bla soone, bla Anita for waking up with a slap and calling a slut."
"You still went too far," Levi said, his voice soft but firm.
"I don't care!" I snapped, my voice rising. "I don't care what the pack thinks of . They already call a thief's daughter, don't they? So let them think I'm a monster too! Let them fear !"
There was a long silence. Neither of them moved.
My chest was still rising and falling with heavy breaths, my hands trembling slightly.
"You better warn her," I said darkly, my voice low and deadly. "Warn Anita to stay the hell out of my path."
"Olivia…" Levi whispered, but I didn't let him stop .
"Because next ti," I said slowly, clearly, "you won't be dragging her bloody body to a healer…"
I took a step closer, my eyes cold.
"You'll be picking up her corpse."
Their eyes widened slightly, but I didn't flinch. I ant every word.
I wasn't the weak girl Anita could push around anymore.
I was done being bullied by her.
I was done being quiet.
Let her co at again… and it would be the last thing she ever did.
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