Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Another Deal

Olivia POV

Inside the room I would be sharing with Alpha Damien, I went over and sat on the couch. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since I saw them. Lennox. Levi. Louis.

It took everything in me not to run into their arms, to scream that it was me—that I wasn’t dead. That their Olivia was standing right in front of them. That I was here.

Alive.

But I didn’t.

Maybe I was a coward.

Maybe I was just... too scared.

They looked broken. Shattered. The weight of my supposed death was clearly taking a toll on them, and it crushed me.

Across the room, Alpha Damien walked in and sat on the bed directly in front of me. I could feel his eyes on me, but I didn’t look at him. I didn’t want to. I hated this man—hated him with every ounce of breath I had left.

And God help me, if someone handed me a knife right now, I wouldn’t hesitate to drive it straight into his chest.

"Impressive," he said casually. "What you did down there. Keep it up. We’ll be leaving soon."

I finally looked up at him, my eyes cold, blank—but full of hate.

He frowned. "Why are you acting like I’m the devil?" he muttered, clearly annoyed. "I practically saved your life. If it weren’t for me, your head would’ve been rolling on the floor."

I met his eyes without flinching. "You didn’t save my life, Damien," I said, voice steady. "You just gave me another kind of death."

His face darkened.

I expected him to lash out, but instead, he simply got to his feet and turned away, walking out without a single word.

The door clicked shut behind him, leaving me alone.

And finally—I exhaled.

I clutched at my chest, the ache inside me growing deeper with each passing second. What was I doing? What was I still waiting for?

Tell them, my mind screamed.

They needed to know. I couldn’t keep this up.

I stood abruptly and stormed to the door. I have to tell them. I don’t care what happens. They have to know I’m alive.

I stepped into the hallway, my heart pounding, feet moving fast as I searched desperately for them.

But before I could go far, I heard footsteps.

Two figures appeared at the end of the hall.

Lady Fiona and an obviously pregnant Anita.

They both smiled as they approached, and I quickly lowered my head, trying to compose myself.

"There you are," Lady Fiona said warmly. "We were actually coming to see you."

I froze in place, forcing a smile that didn’t reach my eyes.

"This is my would-be daughter-in-law, Anita," she continued proudly, motioning to Anita beside her. "She’s pregnant—with the triplets’ children."

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Would-be daughter-in-law?

Lady Fiona kept smiling. "The men are still mourning Olivia right now, poor things. But once the funeral is done, they’ll need to move forward. They’ll make Anita their Luna... and their mate."

I felt like the floor had just vanished under my feet. My vision swam.

Anita gave me a small smile, rubbing her stomach gently, clearly pleased with herself. "Finally I will be officially theirs," she said softly, brushing widely.

No.

This couldn’t be happening.

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