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."

shook my head. "I know what I

between us, thick with

a hand down his face.

Louis exchanged a look before Levi turned to the guards. "Take her back to her room. She's

me. Brushing me

them, my vision blurring with exhaustion and frustration. "You're making a mistake," I

at me.

my fists as two guards

landed on the head maid once more.

a split

of something in her

hit me like

maid knew who she 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 was gone.

mother took me back to my room, and as I sank onto the bed, my thoughts raced. Someone had tried to kill me. And if they failed once, they

attention. "'T have to leave this place. If I don't, my dead body will be carried out of

right. Whoever had tried to

leave, Olivia. The guards at the borders won't let you, she said with a sigh, and I panicked. I knew I had to

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

time for dinner, and Evilly, one of the mansion staff, came and announced that dinner was ready and

I took the stairs to the dining room, and as expected, the triplets were there-so was Anita. The moment I saw her, my wolf howled in anger, but I composed

There was something about her smirk-it reminded me that I had been poisoned. I

to remain calm as 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 a slow breath,

voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned

untouched plate. "You need

they could continue causing me pain, treating me like I was

myself to take a bite, despite how

walked into the dining room, a tray in her hands, carrying a

There were plenty of maids in the estate. My mother may have been an omega, but she was still

angry voice filling the air. "Why is she the one serving? There are plenty of maids here." Silence fell over the

a second before lowering her head and continuing to pour the water as if

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

enraged me even more was the silence from the triplets. Not one of them spoke up. Not one