Lennox's POV
"Keep shut, Anita, just keep shut!" I snapped in anger and frustration.
Anita's eyes widened in shock. I had never spoken to her like this before, but today, I did—and I didn't regret it. I was furious, not just at her, but at myself.
I had hit Olivia.
What the hell was I thinking? Had I lost my damn mind? How could I have let myself be provoked into striking her?
My wolf howled angrily inside me, and where I stood, I felt so ashamed of myself. I looked at my brothers, Levi and Louis, and they had a blank look on their faces. But without saying a word, I turned around and left the dining table.
Reaching my chambers, I paced around my room, running a hand through my hair. I regretted what I did.
Yes, I wanted Olivia to suffer for what she said to me all those years ago—for the pain she caused me. But not like this. Never like this. I had never imagined hurting her with my own hands.
Damn it!