Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One novel Chapter 176

Chapter 176: His Cofeee

Hailee’s POV

I placed a gentle knock on Nathan’s door and drew in a deep breath, composing myself. My palms were damp against the tray I carried.

"Come in," his deep voice called from the other side.

My heart skipped. Slowly, I pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The room smelled like him—strong, musky, faint traces of smoke from the cigarette he had last night. He was by the window, shirtless, the early light spilling across his back. His muscles moved with every slow breath, his skin tense, his presence filling every corner of the room.

I swallowed hard, keeping my eyes on the tray. "Your coffee, Alpha," I whispered, setting it down carefully on the table near his bed.

For a moment, a tense silence stretched between us. I could feel his eyes on me before I even dared to look.

Finally, he spoke. His tone was very low, as if he was speaking to himself.

"You knock like a stranger. Ten years ago, you would have walked straight in."

I swallowed hard. My voice trembled, but I managed, "Ten years ago, I wasn’t your maid."

He turned then, slowly, his piercing gaze locking on mine. The weight of it made my breath catch.

"And whose fault is it, Hailee?" he said, taking a step closer. "Why are you acting angry like I am the one at fault here!" he spat.

I swallowed hard but didn’t respond; rather, I looked away, not able to withstand his pain-filled eyes. Nathan reached for the tray. His fingers brushed the cup, and for one moment, I thought he might not drink it. But he lifted the coffee to his lips, took a slow sip—

Then he spat it out instantly, the dark liquid splattering across the floorboards.

"What the hell is this?" he snarled, his voice vibrating with annoyance. He slammed the cup back down so hard it rattled against the tray.

I frowned. "Coffee."

His head snapped toward me, his eyes burning with irritation. "Coffee with sugar. You know I don’t take sugar in my coffee, Hailee. I never have!"

My stomach dropped. I knew. Goddess, I knew—but in my daze, my nerves, my panic—I had done it exactly the way Frederick used to like it.

And that mistake... Nathan had noticed.

He stepped closer, fury radiating from him. "So tell me, Hailee," he said, his tone filled with rage. "Whose coffee did you think you were making? Certainly not mine."

My lips parted, lies tumbling out before I could stop them. "I—I’m sorry," I stammered. "I must have... mixed it up with how I used to make it for my late husband."

The second the words left my mouth, I regretted them.

Nathan’s face darkened. His hand twitched once, then in a violent motion, he flung the cup across the room. It smashed against the wall, shards and coffee spilling down in a sharp, ugly mess.

"Don’t," he growled, his chest heaving, "don’t you dare stand here and tell me you confused me with him."

I bit my trembling lip, looking away... what the hell is wrong with me. Why do I keep messing things up?

Nathan took a step closer to me. "Tell me, Hailee. What does he have?" he demanded, his voice loud, breaking with something deeper than anger. "What did your husband give you that I couldn’t? What does he have that I don’t, that you had to leave me for him?"

My throat closed. I opened my mouth, closed it again. Words burned inside me, but none of them were the truth.

He took a step closer, his voice lower now, rougher, filled with hurt. "Tell me what really happened. Why did you leave? Why did you destroy me, Hailee?" His jaw tightened as his voice dropped to a whisper. "And in that video... you said you weren’t an omega. That you had secrets. What did you mean?"

I froze. Every part of me screamed to tell him the truth—but I couldn’t. If I did, he would cling to me, and I couldn’t let that happen. My life was already broken beyond repair... he deserved someone better. Not me. A shattered, wolfless woman. So I did what I’ve always done. I lied.

"I left because I couldn’t cope anymore," I whispered, forcing the words out through trembling lips. "Being in love with three men—it was too much. I couldn’t breathe in that triangle anymore. I needed to escape."

His face went pale.

I swallowed hard, looking away before I added, "And... that day. The day you and I... slept together. I also slept with Callum and Dane the same day." My chest felt like it was splitting open as I forced the words out. "You weren’t the only one. I gave myself to them too. And that same day."

His nostrils flared. His hands shook. His wolf raged inside him, I could see it in the tremor that passed through his body. My words had cut him, deep and raw, and part of me hated myself for saying them. But I couldn’t take them back now.

"So I couldn’t satisfy you?" He spat in pain, but I gave no response. "And your omega status?" he snapped suddenly, his eyes narrowing. "What about that? You said you weren’t an omega. Was that another lie? Or another secret you’ve kept from me all these years?"

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