Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 8: Eighteenth Birthday

Chapter 8: Eighteenth Birthday

Two days later.

Olivia's POV

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Olivia... happy birthday to you."

My mother's soft singing pulled me from my sleep. Slowly, I forced my heavy eyelids open, meeting her warm gaze as she sat beside me on the bed. A bright smile lit up her face as she held a tiny cupcake with a single candle on top.

A matching smile spread across my face as I sat up.

"Happy eighteenth birthday, my love," she said cheerfully. "Now, make a wish and blow out the candle."

Sucking in a deep breath, I hesitated. It wasn't that I didn't know what to wish for—I had too many wishes. I wished for my father's release, for him to be proven innocent because I knew in my heart he was. I wished for our old life to be restored, for the respect we had lost to return. And maybe, just maybe, I wished to find a mate who would love me.

So many wishes, but in the end, I summed them up into one.

Closing my eyes, I whispered, "I wish to be happy again," before blowing out the candle.

When I opened my eyes, my mother's warm smile remained.

Are you ready for the mating ceremony?" she asked.

I hesitated. The mating ceremony was a tradition for every wolf who turned eighteen. It was a grand event where one's wolf would emerge, and if their mate was present and of age, they would find each other.

But there would be no ceremony for me.

The only mating ceremony happening today was Anita's. She was convinced that at least one of the triplets—Levi, Louis, or Lennox—would turn out to be her mate.

"Mother, I don't feel like going. Besides, the ceremony is for Anita," I murmured.

She sighed and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Just attend, darling. Who knows? You might meet your mate."

I scoffed. "A mate who will probably reject me? Or worse, an omega like me?"

Mom offered me a reassuring smile. "The Moon Goddess has something planned for you. Just trust in her."

before standing. "Get dressed and meet me in the kitchen. We have a lot to

my room. Years ago, I had fantasized about this day—how I would get my wolf, how a ceremony would be held for me. For once, I used to have the silly thought of being mated to one of the triplets. I adored them so much, but that was

murmured a short prayer, and made my bed. After a quick shower, I pulled out the dress my mother had bought for me. It wasn't luxurious, but it was a gift from her, and that made it

tied my black hair into a ponytail and

was my birthday—wasn't it okay to

of lipstick, I slipped on my sandals and headed

was. Today was

mansion buzzed with excitement. Servants rushed about, arranging decorations, preparing food, and ensuring everything was perfect for Anita's big day. The scent of fresh flowers and baked

even acknowledged that

where I knew my mother would be. She was probably

dough, her brows slightly furrowed in concentration. She looked up

said, wiping her hands on her apron

a small smile.

eighteenth birthday, but don't let

Fate.

stopped believing in fate the day our lives fell apart. The only thing that excites me today is that I will get my wolf tonight. My better

ceremony. As much as I hated being here, I didn't want to leave

me, the kitchen door swung open. A

she called, hesitating slightly before stepping closer. "Anita wants

mother, who only sighed and gave me

out of the kitchen, making my way toward Anita's room. The closer I got, the louder the excitement in the air became. The halls were filled with pack members chatting about the upcoming ceremony, and though no one spared me a glance, I could feel the weight of their judgment

Anita's door, I took a deep

in," her voice

my eyes immediately spotted what was displayed

gown, a pair of elegant heels made with crystals, and a velvet-lined box filled with dazzling jewelry. The sight of them alone was overwhelming,

said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. She gestured grandly toward the lavish gifts.

fingers trailing over the delicate beading. "He said it

lips curling in amusement. "And these? Louis picked them out. He has such good taste, don't you think? He said they

silent,

She knew.

much I

she was rubbing it in

she reached for the jewelry box, opening it to reveal a sparkling diamond necklace and matching

Lennox. He