Olivia's POV
Lennox growled and moved forward, grabbing Anita by both arms, his fingers digging into her skin. His eyes were blazing gold now, his anger barely contained. "You're lying," he snarled. "You can't be pregnant…"
"I am!" Anita cried, shrinking under the weight of his glare. "I swear—I am! You can call the healer to confirm it!"
Louis let out a string of curses, pacing furiously at the far end of the room. Levi turned away, raking a hand through his hair, his shoulders rising and falling as if he couldn't breathe.
None of them looked at me.
Not once.
They were too focused on her… on the chaos she had dropped at their feet like a bomb.
"I never wanted children with you," Lennox spat, his voice trembling. "Not now. Not ever."
Anita flinched but didn't back down. "It's not about what you want anymore, Lennox. What's done is done. I'm still carrying your pups!"
"No—no fucking way—" Levi snapped. "This wasn't supposed to happen. We were careful. We didn't want—"
