Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192: Change Of Plan

Olivia’s POV

"Who sent it?" I asked, staring at the white envelope in Lolita’s hand.

My name—Olivia Parker—was written in bold, dark letters on the front.

"I have no idea," she replied. "The guards at the gate said a courier brought it. Didn’t say who sent it."

I frowned, turning the envelope over in my hands.

Who would send me something like this? And why now?

But I didn’t waste time guessing. My fingers moved quickly, tearing it open.

Inside was a single piece of paper.

No design. No signature. No return address.

Just one sentence written in red ink across the center:

"Meet me tonight at 10 p.m. on the mansion rooftop."

My frown deepened.

Lolita caught the change in my expression. "What is it?" she asked, stepping closer.

I slowly turned the paper around and showed her.

Her brow furrowed. "What the hell...?"

I stared at the note again, unease crawling under my skin.

No name. No hint. No explanation.

Just that strange, silent summons.

Meet me on the rooftop?

Who? Why?

"Ignore it," my wolf muttered.

I wanted to agree with her.

But the more I looked at that letter... the more curious I became.

"Are you planning to go?" Lolita asked.

I didn’t answer. Not because I didn’t want to—but because I truly didn’t know.

Instead, I folded the paper neatly and slid it back into the envelope.

"I want to take a nap," I said softly.

Lolita nodded, sensing I needed space. "Call me if you need anything."

She stepped out, gently closing the door behind her.

I sighed deeply.

After kicking off my shoes, I climbed into bed and pulled the blanket up to my chest.

But instead of sleep, I found myself staring at the envelope resting on my nightstand.

Time went by. My eyelids got heavy. My mind calmed down. The room became quiet. I fell asleep.

I wasn’t sure how long I’d been asleep.

But something pulled me from the darkness. A sound. A presence.

My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim lighting in the room. It was already evening.

But then I felt someone was here.

I sat up slowly, my senses heightening.

Then I turned toward the far corner of the room.

Alpha Damien stood by the window, his arms crossed, his eyes already on me.

My heart jumped.

Not out of fear—but because I hadn’t expected anyone. Especially not him.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked, my voice still groggy with sleep.

He didn’t answer right away.

"Long enough," he said finally, his voice calm.

I ran a quick glance at him. He was dressed in a gray suit that hugged his broad shoulders and tapered perfectly at the waist.

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