Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 22: someone wants me dead

Chapter 22: someone wants me dead

Olivia's POV

I turned back to the triplets, my frown deepening. "She's not here:

Levi scoffed. "Of course, she's not."

Louis let out an exasperated breath. "You expect us to believe that? These are all the maids in the estate, Olivia"

"T know what I saw!" I snapped, frustration flaring in my chest. "Someone gave me the juice. If she's not here, then that means-*

"She doesn't exist, Lennox cut in, his voice laced with anger.

My frown deepened. "That's not what l was going to say."

The head maid stepped forward. "Alpha, these are all the maids currently employed in the estate. If Miss Olivia claims someone else served her, I assure you, she must be mistaken."

Mistaken?

A cold chill ran down my spine. No. I wasn't mistaken.

Lennox took a step closer to me, his voice low but biting. "Enough of this, Olivia. The healer said the poison was commonly used in suicides. There's no mystery maid, no secret culprit. Just admit it."

My hands shook with rage. "I didn't poison myself!"

"Then where is the proof?" Levi shot back. "Where is this so-called maid?"

I looked between them, my heart hammering. They didn't believe me. They were convinced I had done this to myself.

I turned to my mother, hoping-praying-that she would defend me. But she stood silently beside me, her face pale, her lips pressed together.

She didn't doubt me. But she was powerless against them.

A bitter laugh escaped me. "So that's it? You've already decided I'm lying?"

Lennox's gaze hardened. "You were the only one in the room. No one else."

my head. "I know what

between us, thick

sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. "This

look before Levi turned to the guards. "Take her back

dismissing me. Brushing me off

my vision blurring with exhaustion and frustration. "You're making a

didn't even look at me. "So are

two guards stepped forward, ready to escort me

as I turned, my gaze landed on the head maid once more. She was watching me

a

of something in

me

was. She might not even be a maid. She might be an assassin dressed in a maid's clothes to carry out the plan, and now she

bed, my thoughts raced.

"'T have to leave this place. If I don't, my dead body will

my mother's face. Obviously, she knew I was right. Whoever had tried to poison me wouldn't

the borders won't let you, she said with a sigh, and I panicked. I knew I had to do something. I had to

bed, thinking of ways to escape. It was better to be a rogue than to live

for dinner, and Evilly, one of the mansion staff, came and announced

to the dining room, and as expected, the triplets were there-so was Anita.

about her smirk-it reminded me that I had been poisoned. I wasn't a fool not to consider her

I picked up my fork, my eyes never leaving Anita. She looked too pleased with herself, as if she was enjoying my suffering. My wolf growled again, but I took

of

my untouched plate. "You need to regain

they could continue causing me pain, treating me like I was crazy? So they could dismiss me

myself to take a bite, despite how little appetite I

mother walked into the dining room, a tray in her hands, carrying a jug of water and several

omega, but she was still my mother. She wasn't supposed to be waiting on

she the one serving? There are plenty of maids here." Silence fell over

her head and continuing to pour the water as

a quiet chuckle, swirling the wine in her glass as she smirked at me. "Oh, Olivia, don't forget where you come from. Just because you married the Alphas doesn't mean your mother isn't still

but what enraged me even more was the silence