Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 13: Unwanted Mistress

Chapter 13: Unwanted Mistress

Olivia's POV

"Can we bypass that?" Louis said immediately, sounding irritated by the thought.

"Yes, I see no need for that," Levi added.

"It's not mandatory, so why do it?" Lennox groaned.

Standing beside them, I wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole. The disgrace was unbearable. Right in front of hundreds of people, the triplets—my mates—were refusing to kiss me. Me. They were making it painfully obvious that they never wanted this marriage.

Suddenly, their father spoke. "Alphas, it is mandatory. Get on with it," he declared, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Where I stood, I could feel their anger seething. And it suffocated me. I wished I could reject this, wished I could ask not to be kissed, but I had no right to.

"Alphas, you may kiss your bride," the elder announced once more.

Whispers rose from the hall, and I looked around to see people whispering something into each other's ears. I felt their eyes on me—judging, pitying, or perhaps even mocking. My cheeks burned with humiliation, and my hands clenched at my sides as I forced myself to remain still. This was supposed to be a passionate moment—a lovely moment—but instead, it felt like a punishment.

Lennox, standing to my left, let out a frustrated sigh before finally stepping forward. His jaw was tight, his entire body rigid, as if the very thought of touching me disgusted him.

Louis and Levi exchanged glances before following suit, both clearly reluctant. I swallowed hard, my heart aching at their rejection. This wasn't how I had imagined my first kiss to be.

Lennox was the first to lean in, his lips brushing against mine so briefly that it could barely be called a kiss. There was no warmth, no tenderness—just cold obligation.

This was the same man who, when I was younger, would kiss my cheeks and tell me he couldn't wait for me to come of age so he could give me a proper kiss.

pressing his lips to mine for the barest second before pulling

boring into mine, filled with something like hate. For a moment, I thought he might refuse altogether. But then, with an exasperated sigh, he

moment before whispers surged once more. I could hear the murmurs, the speculation, the hushed

to scream, to run, to demand why they despised me so much. But I did nothing. Instead, I lifted my chin, forcing myself to look

I felt like a spectator in my own life, watching as I was bound to men who clearly

dancing filled the grand hall, but as I sat beside the triplets,

bowed deeply to the triplets, full of respect and admiration. But when they turned

fake smiles

she walked up

Anita.

in her

on your coronation, Alphas," she purred, her

was the first to

your dress, baby. It looks so good on you." His voice was filled with warmth—warmth that had

to him in

he just

course, it suits me. You got it for me, remember?" she

I felt disgusted.

sit there

my knees. "If you'll excuse me," I said, my voice controlled despite the anger and pain burning inside me. "I should greet the rest of

walking away with my

way to my mother, who stood among the other servants, and without a word, I wrapped my arms around her. She held me tightly, her embrace the only

cry. Please don't. Don't let them see

if she knew I was on the verge of

my pain, I pulled away and looked at her. There was sympathy in