Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 198

Chapter 198: The Day

Olivia’s POV

Breathless, I looked around the room, my chest rising and falling rapidly. My heart pounding wildly against my ribs.

Everyone stared at me—confused, scared—as if I were someone else entirely. Like I had been possessed. Like they’d seen a ghost. And maybe they had.

Even I didn’t recognize myself.

That voice... what was that voice inside me?

My eyes met Alpha Damien’s. He was watching me closely, curious, but before he could speak, I turned and walked out of the party. I didn’t look back, even though I could feel their eyes following me.

I just kept walking—up the stairs, through the hallway—until I was finally alone.

Once in my room, I locked the door and sat on the edge of the bed. My hand trembled as I stared at it, still stained with blood. The claws were gone, but her blood was still there.

"What’s happening to me?" I whispered, fear rising in my chest.

"And what was that voice?" I asked my wolf quietly. I knew it wasn’t her. It couldn’t have been.

She stirred inside me, clearly unsettled.

"I don’t know... but I felt its energy. It was too strong—even for me," she said, her voice laced with confusion and fear.

I let out a shaky breath and got to my feet. I started pacing the room, trying to calm the storm in my head. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself that the woman had been lying—that the triplets had sent her—deep down, something told me she was telling the truth.

And that terrified me.

First, the prophecy—the vision of me lying in a pool of my own blood. Now, this warning not to leave the cursed pack grounds. But how could I stay here? How could I live in this place that had given me nothing but pain?

I shook my head.

No.

I wouldn’t agree to that. I’d rather face whatever danger is waiting for me out there than stay trapped here.

TWO DAYS LATER!!

Nothing unusual had happened since Alpha Damien’s birthday. Even Alpha Damien hadn’t brought up what happened that night. He’d been busy, and aside from his short daily visits to check on me, we hadn’t really spoken.

I hadn’t left my room much since that night, but today—I had no choice.

Today was the hearing with the Council of Elders.

I stood by the open window, the morning air brushing against my face. Still, it did little to calm the nerves coiling in my stomach. Something felt... off. Maybe it was the weight of what I was about to do. Maybe it was just the silence before the storm.

I was going to stand before the Council and declare my intent to reject the triplets.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, pressing my palm to my chest as if I could hold my heart in place.

"I can do this," I whispered, though my voice barely sounded convincing.

A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts.

"Olivia?" Damien’s voice came from the other side. "It’s time, we have to leave."

I opened the door slowly. He was dressed formally, his expression unreadable. But when he looked at me, something flickered behind his eyes—concern, maybe. Or doubt.

"Are you ready?" he asked gently.

"No," I said honestly. "But I’m going anyway."

Alpha Damien stepped in and closed the door. "Are you having second thoughts about this?" he asked.

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