Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 25: A man in the woods

Chapter 25: A man in the woods

Olivia POV

I ran through the woods, the cool evening air brushing against my skin as I raced between the towering trees. The crisp air brushed against my skin, providing the comfort and relief I had sought for the past few days. I continued racing, trying to clear my head. I ran and didn't realize when I crossed the border of our pack.

Feeling exhausted, I found a clean stream, and in my four-legged form, I strolled over to it, bent down, and began quenching my thirst. I was still drinking from the stream when I suddenly sensed a presence. It felt as if someone was watching me. My ears perked up, and my body tensed. A low growl rumbled in my throat as I spun around, my sharp eyes scanning the woods. Someone was here. My instincts screamed at me to be on guard.

I howled in warning, ready to attack if necessary. The underbrush rustled, and within seconds, a large black wolf emerged from the trees. My fur bristled as I assessed him—he was strong, his stance confident, but there was something oddly unsettling about him.

Then, right before my eyes, the wolf began to shift. Bones cracked and reshaped, fur receding to reveal smooth skin, and within moments, he stood before me in his human form, naked.

My frown deepened when I noticed it was a man. He had a good physique, probably in his early thirties, with black jet hair, brown eyes, and a faint scar running down the left side of his jaw.

My wolf let out a low growl, ready to pounce, but the man simply lifted his hands in surrender, as if he had no intention of fighting.

"I mean no harm," he said suddenly.

I furrowed my brow and studied him for a moment, then realized he had the tattoo of the Shadow Pack on his left arm. That was when I realized this man was from the Shadow Pack. But how did he get here? I looked around, and that's when I realized I had crossed the border of our pack and was now in Shadow Pack territory.

Shit! How long have I been running?

the scent of Louis filled the air.

stranger in front of me, realizing Louis was coming, smirked at me. "It seems you have company. I will see

his wolf form, his sleek black fur blending into the

he was out of sight. I was confused, wondering how he knew me, but I didn't have time to dwell on that because

massive, wine-colored wolf towering over me. His eyes burned

human form. Just like the stranger, Louis didn't seem to

the strange wolf—the way he knew my name, the way he smirked like he had some sort of

he muttered, his

sharply and sprinted back toward our pack, my paws digging into the earth as I pushed forward. I didn't

Louis barked behind me, his voice full of authority, but I ignored him. I just needed

his wolf form and chasing after me. I knew he wouldn't let this go, but for now, I

down the woods until I got to where my clothes were. Slowing down, I shifted back into my human form, the cool evening

was unmistakable, his scent

me this time," he said, his voice dangerously low. His hands were clenched into fists at his sides, his chest rising

steady one of my own. "I don't feel like talking, Louis," I muttered, pulling my hair into a messy

any space between us. "That's not your choice, Olivia. You crossed the border into Shadow Pack territory. Do

sharply and folded my arms. "You should be happy about it… at least if I'm dead, you'll get

wrapped around my throat. Not tight

don't you?" he growled angrily, as if the thought of me being dead was