Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 33

Chapter 32: Cell

Chapter 32: Cell

Olivia's POV

I could see the hate, the anger, in the eyes of the pack members. They all had one wish in their eyes, and that was punishment—for me to be punished for a crime I didn't even commit.

It was strange, so strange.

All I did was shove Anita out of my way when she refused to let me pass. It wasn't even a hard push, nothing that would send someone to the ground. But Anita threw herself to the floor, and she hit her stomach on the arm of a chair.

That was how it happened.

The next thing I saw was blood trailing down her thighs. And now, I just heard she was pregnant—but lost the pregnancy just like that? How?

My mother stepped forward, pressing her palms together in a pleading gesture as she faced the triplets. "I beg of you, believe me—Olivia didn't push her that hard. She didn't even know Anita was pregnant," she said, her voice trembling with desperation.

"Really?" Anita's mother strode forward, eyes burning with anger. "Are you saying my daughter threw herself to the floor? That she caused her own miscarriage?"

Mother's expression darkened. "We are both mothers. We have carried children in our wombs. You know as well as I do that a simple fall like that cannot cause a miscarriage."

Lennox growled at my mother, his patience thinning. "What are you saying?" he asked, irritation clear in his voice.

Mother turned to him, her frown deepening. "What I am saying is that such a light fall shouldn't have caused a miscarriage. Something else caused this miscarriage, not my daughter."

A wave of anger surged through the crowd.

"How dare you!" one woman hissed, stepping forward. "Are you calling Lady Anita a liar?"

"She's blaming the victim!" another man snarled. "How shameless!"

"Your daughter pushed a pregnant woman!" someone shouted. "And now she's trying to deny it?"

"You should be ashamed!" an elder spat at my mother. "Your daughter is nothing but a murderer!"

"She should be punished!" another voice called from the back.

"Lock her up!" an elder demanded.

her in the cells where she belongs!" another

restless, their voices rising in anger, their faces twisted with rage and disgust. My mother tried to speak, but no one would listen. The insults continued to pour in, a storm of hatred

hospital, people my father fought for, protected, and today, they were all screaming for

voice boomed through the hall, silencing the

his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. But I could see the way his fingers

turned to the guards standing by the entrance. "Take her to the

in my

in the crowd turned into cheers

mother gasped, stepping forward. "You know my

investigate," Lennox said coldly. "Until

I took a step back, my heart

my

cried, my

stepped in front

screamed, desperation in her

away," Louis

me toward the exit, their grips like iron. My mother's cries echoed behind me

me, urging me to shift into her and tear this guard apart, but

guards dragged me down the hallway. My wolf growled

me out. Let me

But I couldn't.

only make things

the underground prison beneath the pack house. It was cold, damp, and smelled like mold. One of the guards yanked open a

but caught myself before

Clang!

slammed

echoed from the

a woman sitting on a small cot, smirking at me. She

well, well," she said. "Look who it

didn't reply. My

she mocked. "Our dear

laughter came from the

someone sneered. "Locked up like a common criminal.

what did you do? Kill someone? Betray the

fists, forcing myself

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