Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217: A Vow

Olivia’s POV

I didn’t bother crying—what good would it do? Tears wouldn’t save me now. So I just sat there, in the dimly lit dungeon, hoping for a miracle. Because honestly... that was all I had left. With no wolf and no abilities, I was helpless.

The choker wrapped around my neck felt so magical... like a very dark magic was specially used to make it. I could feel its dark energy creeping into my soul. It felt like it was slowly draining the life out of me, little by little.

Suddenly, I heard the echo of footsteps, and I panicked... who was coming this time? Was this my death?

I sat frozen, staring at the shadowed corridor ahead, waiting for whoever it was to appear. A familiar figure appeared, and from the shadow, I could tell it was a lady, but I couldn’t see her face unless she came closer. And when she did, I realized it was Dalia.

I forced my trembling body off the cold stone floor and dragged myself to the bars. Dalia stood there, her face drawn with pity, a tray of food in her hands. She hesitated before setting it gently on the ledge.

"They asked me to bring you this," she said softly.

I didn’t touch the food. I just looked at her. "You knew, didn’t you?" I asked, my voice trembling. "You knew I was going to be killed?"

Her eyes widened. "No!" she whispered quickly. "I didn’t know anything, I swear. I’m just a servant, Olivia... I don’t know what’s going on in the Alpha’s mind."

"So... you’re surprised I’m locked in here?" I pushed.

She nodded, her face tightening. "Yes. I mean, Alpha Gabriel seemed to like you. We all thought..." Her voice trailed off. "I never imagined something like this."

I stepped closer, gripping the bars between us. "Then help me," I whispered, desperation choking my words. "Please, Dalia. I need your help."

She hesitated, panic flashing in her eyes. "If it’s to help you escape... or tell the triplet Alphas about you—I can’t. Olivia, I’d be beheaded. And not just me—my family, too. You don’t understand the kind of people you’re dealing with. They don’t forgive betrayal."

"No, no, not that," I said quickly, shaking my head. "Not escape... not yet."

She looked confused, but I kept going. "There’s a bracelet. A gift from my mother." I lied... there was no way I would tell her the truth. At this point in my life, I trusted no one. "That bracelet is really dear to me... if I am to die, I want to die with it on my wrist..." I choked on my words and continued. "I left it on the bed the day I arrived... it might’ve fallen. Please, Dalia... if you can just look for it. Bring it to me. That’s all I ask. Please."

Dalia stared at me for a long moment, torn and confused. Then slowly... she nodded.

"I’ll try," she whispered. "But if anyone asks, it wasn’t me."

And with that, she turned and walked away.

I collapsed back to the ground and stared at the meal... I didn’t have an appetite because food was the least of my worries.

Drawing in a shaky breath, I murmured a quiet prayer, hoping Dalia would find the bracelet and bring it back. I knew that once the bracelet was clasped around my wrist, the triplets would sense the signal—they would know I was in danger—and come for me.

For several minutes I waited, hoping Dalia would show up, but she didn’t... my panic set in... had she not found it yet or did she get scared and decided not to help? I lifted my head up as I stared at the tiny window, through it, I could tell it was night already, and I wondered what the morning had for me.

Suddenly, I heard the echo of footsteps and I scrambled to my feet. My heart racing... that should be Dalia, she must have found it. The footsteps were getting closer.

Please let it be Dalia. Please let her have the bracelet.

But as the figure stepped out of the shadows and into the torchlight...

My heart sank.

It wasn’t Dalia.

It was Alpha Gabriel.

For a moment none of us said a word as we just stared at each other... I wanted to ask him why? Why did he turn out this way? I thought he liked me... I thought he had feelings for me... I thought... well, I was wrong. He never did. It was all a lie. But it was hard—so hard—to believe that the perfect Alpha Gabriel could be this cruel. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

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