Lennox's POV
“Get off me.” I said to Benita, my voice sharper than I intended. She frowned, confusion clouding her eyes.
“What is this, Alpha Lennox? What have I done?” Benita asked, her voice laced with worry as she tried to understand my sudden outburst.
“Just leave. Go back home. I want to be alone,” I demanded, pulling her off my lap without another word. Before she could protest or question me further, I stormed out of Levi’s room, leaving her behind.
The moment I reached my room, I made a beeline for the minibar. I poured myself a generous glass of whiskey, taking a long sip, hoping it would calm the storm raging inside me. But no matter how much I drank, I couldn’t shake the anger, the jealousy that had consumed me the moment Olivia mentioned going out for a walk. The thought th
