Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 12: Wedding

Chapter 12: Wedding

Olivia's POV

The doors of the pack's ceremonial hall loomed before me, towering and intimidating. My mother's gentle hand rested on mine, offering what little comfort she could as the doors creaked open. A hushed silence fell over the room, hundreds of eyes turning toward me. My heart pounded so violently I feared the whole pack could hear it.

The aisle stretched endlessly before me, a pathway paved in white petals, leading straight to the three men who would soon become my husbands. My mates. My tormentors.

I forced myself to take a step. Then another.

With every step, Anita's words echoed in my head. "They don't want you. The moment they become Alphas, they'll get rid of you."

My grip tightened around the bouquet in my hands. I didn't dare look up at them yet. Instead, I focused on keeping my breath steady, on reaching the altar without collapsing.

Whispers rippled through the crowd as I passed—some admiring, some pitying. I could feel their judgment, their curiosity, and worst of all—their doubt. No one believed this marriage was happening out of love. Everyone knew this was a duty, a forced bond. They all wanted Anita and not a lowly omega whose father was accused of stealing.

At last, I reached the altar, and only then did I lift my gaze.

The triplets stood before me, each one dressed in ceremonial black robes embroidered with silver. Identical yet distinct in their own ways, they stared at me with hardened glares, not even bothering to hide their hatred.

My eyes first fell on Lennox. His piercing green eyes barely acknowledged me as he stood tall, his hands clasped behind his back.

I moved my gaze to Louis. His jaw was clenched so tight I thought it might break. His eyes, filled with resentment, flickered to mine for only a second before looking away as if the sight of me disgusted him.

I swallowed hard and looked at Levi. Perhaps he would have a different expression on his face, but I was wrong. If looks could kill, Levi's glare would have struck me dead.

Not one of them smiled. Not one of them extended a hand toward me.

I swallowed hard, my wolf whimpering.

The officiant, an elder of the pack, cleared his throat, his voice echoing through the hall. "We are gathered here today to witness the sacred union of these four souls, bound by the will of the Moon Goddess."

Bound. Trapped.

The words felt like chains wrapping around my wrists, shackling me to my fate.

The elder continued, but I barely heard him. My mind was spinning, drowning in the weight of my situation. My hands trembled as I clutched my bouquet, my breath shallow.

Then, the moment came.

grooms may now

the room. The triplets

bride should be welcomed by her grooms,

but before I could react, Lennox

voice was cold, devoid of

later,

lips twitching as if deciding whether to speak at all. Then, finally, his response came, softer than the others

"I accept."

words sealed my

elder nodded. "Then, by the laws of our kind and the will of the Moon Goddess, I now

as the final

applause, but I barely heard it. All I could feel was the suffocating presence of the three men beside me—their resentment,

I stood between them, I

Anita was right.

wasn't their bride.

I was their prisoner.

but the real

The applause faded into murmurs, anticipation thick in the air. The triplets and I remained standing at the altar, waiting

were to be crowned Alphas. And

sent a cold wave

Upon it lay three identical crowns, each forged from black obsidian and silver, the symbols of power in

I refused to look at him. I

his voice, silencing the

Full Moon Pack—Lennox, Louis, and Levi. By blood

Even now, their unity was effortless, natural.

Lennox's head. "Lennox Lucianion, do you swear to uphold the laws of this pack, to protect its people, and to

swear," Lennox said,

his head, its dark

and Louis,

reached Levi, he

He answered, "I swear."

the pack erupted into howls of approval. The energy in

it was my