Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195: His Words

Olivia’s POV

I turned... just in time to see all three of them walking away.

Something heavy dropped in my chest.

I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the sudden wave of discomfort that washed over me. It felt like cold water had been poured over my heart. I blinked quickly, fighting the sting behind my eyes.

My wolf was quiet.

Too quiet.

But I could feel it—she didn’t like what just happened.

She didn’t say a word, but her silence said everything.

She wasn’t happy.

Neither was I.

I shifted slightly in Damien’s arms, suddenly aware of how close he still was, how his hand had just been on me in ways I never expected.

"Stop looking," Damien’s voice came low beside my ear, his arm tightening slightly around my waist.

I frowned. "I wasn’t—" I started, but he cut me off.

"You were," he said firmly, sounding annoyed. "Don’t ruin the moment, Olivia. We have to act like the perfect couple, remember? A few members of the council are here... they can’t notice you are having doubts."

I nodded slowly, even though my chest still ached.

Even though everything inside me screamed that something wasn’t right.

I forced a smile.

But it didn’t reach my eyes.

Alpha Damien placed a soft kiss on my forehead and wrapped his arms securely around my waist.

"Come," he murmured. "Let me introduce you to one of the council members."

I followed him through the crowd, still feeling that strange hollowness in my chest. The buzz of voices around us felt far away, muffled by my thoughts and the uneasy silence from my wolf.

We stopped in front of an older man—tall, silver-haired, with deep lines around his eyes. His presence alone demanded respect, even before Damien spoke.

"Elder Grant," Damien said with a polite nod, "this is Olivia. My future Luna."

The man’s sharp eyes scanned me from head to toe, unreadable at first. Then he offered a small, respectful nod.

"So you’re the one," Elder Grant said. "The she-wolf who finally captured Damien’s heart."

I gave a small smile, standing straighter. "Yes, sir."

He tilted his head. "Are you ready to face the council the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes," I said without hesitation. My voice was clear. Strong. "I’m ready."

He studied me for another moment. "Good. You’ll need that confidence."

Just then, someone called Damien’s name from across the room. He gently touched my hand. "I’ll be right back," he whispered, and excused himself.

Now it was just me and Elder Grant.

He stepped a little closer, lowering his voice so only I could hear.

"I heard everything you went through... from Damien," he said. "He told me what the triplets did. How they hurt you."

I tensed slightly, unsure what was coming next.

His gaze stayed steady on mine. "I’m sorry, child. Truly. No one deserves that kind of betrayal."

"Thank you," I said quietly.

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