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."

a soft kiss to my forehead before standing. "Get dressed and meet me in

be held for me. For once, I used to

I pulled out the dress my mother had bought

a ponytail and studied my reflection in the cracked

birthday—wasn't it okay

of lipstick, I slipped on my sandals and headed

could see how busy everyone was. Today was Anita's birthday—she might turn out to be a

rushed about, arranging decorations, preparing food, and ensuring everything was perfect for Anita's big day. The scent of fresh flowers and baked goods filled the air, but instead of making me feel excited, it only reminded me of how

one even acknowledged that today was

low as I walked toward the kitchen, where I knew my mother

slightly furrowed in concentration. She

wiping her hands on her apron before reaching

a small

"I know this isn't how you imagined your eighteenth birthday, but don't let it ruin your

Fate.

excites me today is that I will get my

answering, I grabbed an apron and began helping her prepare the pastries for the ceremony. As much as I hated being

inside me, the kitchen door swung open. A young maid stepped inside, her eyes scanning the room until they landed

called, hesitating slightly before stepping closer. "Anita wants to see you in her room. She said it's

sighed and gave

my apron, I removed it and walked 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

door, I took

her voice rang

my eyes immediately spotted

out across her massive bed was an array of luxurious items: an exquisite red beaded 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, but what made it worse was

she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. She gestured grandly toward the lavish gifts. "Aren't they beautiful? Each piece

said, her fingers trailing over the delicate beading. "He said it would make

moved to the shoes, her lips curling in amusement. "And these? Louis picked them out. He has such good taste,

silent, my frown

She knew.

knew how much I had once admired

was rubbing it

jewelry box, opening it to reveal a sparkling diamond

Lennox. He said a Luna should only wear the finest