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.

cells where she belongs!" another

My mother tried to speak, but no one would listen. The insults continued to pour

had treated while working in the pack hospital, people my father fought for, protected, and today, they

voice boomed through the hall, silencing the pack. His eyes were dark, filled with

clenched, and Louis stood with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. But I could see the way his fingers tightened over his biceps, as if holding

standing by

breath caught in

in the crowd turned

stepping forward.

coldly. "Until

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

hands grabbed my

cried,

stepped in front of her, blocking her

go!" she screamed, desperation in her

her away,"

My mother's cries echoed behind me as

was being taken to the cell, my wolf growled inside me, urging me to shift into her and tear this guard apart, but I chose not to do it. I was already in big

the hallway. My wolf growled inside me,

out. Let me tear them apart." She

But I couldn't.

would only

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

caught myself before

Clang!

door slammed

from

cot, smirking at me. She leaned forward,

she said.

My

Olivia?" she

laughter came from the nearby

up like a common criminal.

grinned. "So, what did you do?

clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay

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