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.

in the cells where she belongs!"

disgust. My mother tried to speak, but no one would listen. The insults continued to pour in, a storm of hatred

people who once adored us, people my mother had treated while working in the pack hospital, people my father fought for, protected, and today, they were

boomed through the hall, silencing the pack. His

unreadable. But I could see the way his fingers tightened

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

caught in my throat.

murmurs in the crowd

do this!" My mother gasped, stepping forward. "You know

will investigate," Lennox said coldly. "Until then, Olivia will remain in

guards moved toward me. I took a step back, my heart pounding against my

hands grabbed my arms, yanking

cried,

toward me, but a warrior stepped in

she screamed,

her away,"

their grips like iron. My mother's cries echoed behind me as she

the cell, my wolf growled inside me, urging me to shift into her and tear this guard

dragged me down the hallway. My wolf growled inside me,

me out. Let me tear them apart."

But I couldn't.

would only make things

the pack house. It was cold, damp, and smelled like mold. One of the guards yanked open a heavy iron door, and before I could react, they shoved

but caught myself

Clang!

slammed shut behind

from the

a woman sitting on a small cot,

said.

My heart was still

she mocked.

came from the

someone sneered. "Locked up like a common

my cell grinned. "So, what did you do? Kill someone? Betray the pack?" She asked, tilting her

fists, forcing myself to

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