Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 11: Wedding Day

Chapter 11: Wedding Day

Olivia's POV

It was my wedding day, yet I felt nothing but misery as I sat in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. The mansion's seamstress had crafted a stunning white gown for me, one that fit me perfectly. My hair was styled into a neat bun, adorned with delicate white pins, and a maid had applied light makeup to my face. I looked breathtaking, more beautiful than I had ever seen myself before. But inside, I felt hollow.

I tilted my head, my gaze drifting to the left crook of my neck, where the marks of the triplets were imprinted on my skin. Two days had passed since I had received the most shocking news of my life, and yet, I still couldn't come to terms with it. I couldn't believe it, I was mated to the triplets—all three of them. I was yet to believe that I was their mate, and now in a few minutes, I would be walking down that aisle to say "I do" to all three of them.

Panic tightened around my throat as I swallowed hard. I wished I could stop this. I wished I could stop this marriage. I couldn't marry men who despised me, men who had never looked at me with anything but hatred. But I had no choice. Just like the triplets were obligated to accept this bond, so was I.

I let out a shaky breath, my eyes meeting my reflection once more. I made a beautiful bride. Under different circumstances, this could have been one of the happiest days of my life.

The door creaked open. Expecting my mother, I turned, only to feel a wave of unease when I saw Anita instead. The moment I realized it was her, I stood to my feet and turned around to face her. I didn't feel comfortable with her presence.

She wore a soft lavender gown, her hair styled to perfection. She looked every bit the Luna she believed herself to be, or desperately wanted to be.

"You look beautiful," she said, though her tone lacked warmth.

I didn't respond. My hands curled into fists at my sides as I braced myself for whatever she had come to say. I had heard that Anita had been crying for the past two days, devastated by the realization that she was not the one fated to the triplets. And now, with the wedding moments away, I doubted she had suddenly accepted it.

began, her voice sickly sweet. "You must be feeling so lucky, Olivia, getting to marry the triplets. But I thought you should know the truth before

my eyes. "What

a soft laugh, shaking her head as if she pitied me. "You think you have them, don't you?" she taunted. "You think that because of

My breath hitched.

they promise me that the moment they become Alphas, they'll get rid of you and make me their

deep down, I feared she wasn't. The triplets had never hidden their hatred for

she continued, stepping even closer. "That this marriage means nothing. That you mean nothing. The moment they

walls of the room seemed to close in

must have noticed my distress because she smiled in satisfaction. "Enjoy your wedding, dear friend," she whispered.

she turned and walked out,

a nightmare, but now, it

walked out, my mother walked in. She instantly noticed my mood and knew Anita was the

had said was true. The moment the triplets became Alphas, they would find a way to reject me. And if rejection wasn't an option, they might

a point, I was

to sit beside her on the bed. She took my hands in

she admitted softly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I wish I had the power to change things for you, my love. But

words should have made me feel even more hopeless, but there was a quiet strength in them. She wasn't