Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 67: Who Sent It

Olivia POV

The next morning, I woke up to the soft chatter of Lolita and Nora already bustling around my room. My body ached in places I didn't want to think about, and my heart… well, that was just shattered glass held together by pride.

"Up, up, up, sleeping beauty," Lolita chimed, dragging the curtains open and flooding the room with light.

"We've got a full house at breakfast, and you're not skipping it," Nora added firmly, tossing a pale blue dress onto the bed.

I groaned, flopping onto my stomach. "Can't I eat here? Alone. In the dark. With my dignity."

Lolita snorted. "Luna, the Alphas specially requested you join them."

My face flushed hot. They didn't know what happened… right?

Still, I let them dress me. Nora curled my hair into soft waves, and Lolita added a hint of gloss to my lips. I looked like someone who had her life together. Who wasn't torn between three dangerously beautiful Alphas who kept messing with her head—and her heart.

But the moment I stepped into the dining hall, that illusion cracked.

The triplets were already seated.

Lennox sat with his arms folded, looking every bit the brooding Alpha he always was. His jaw ticked when he noticed me walk in, but he said nothing.

Louis, gaze hardened.

Levi, on the other hand, looked relaxed, his leg thrown casually over one knee, swirling his coffee like he was waiting for a show.

Anita sat beside them, sipping juice and laughing at something Louis had said. She looked up and glared at me. "Here comes the lady of the day. Always the last to arrive," she mocked.

Ignoring her, I moved like a robot, keeping my chin high as I slid into the seat meant for me. A seat across from Anita. I could feel Lennox's stare on me like a damn laser. And of course, my traitorous body was aware—of everything.

Especially the way Louis shifted just a little closer.

adjusting my napkin when a maid appeared beside

said, bowing slightly. "This

brows furrowed.

handing over a small ivory card attached to the stem. "It came this morning. No name, only

the card and read the looping, elegant

beautiful woman in

I blinked, stunned.

to

the rose like it personally offended

the note say?" Lennox said with a grunt. I eyed him and stared back at the bouquet of

a

the sender didn't…" My words didn't leave my mouth before Lennox snatched the note from my hand and read it. His frown constructed into a

had personally wronged him, his eyes narrowing to

beautiful woman in the world," he hissed,

him, exasperated. "I already said—I don't

leaned across the table, his voice full of anger. "Who is he?! Tell me his name. How dare he touch you! You are ours! Our

at the possessive

now too, voice low and sharp. "It wasn't me," he said, eyes flicking from me to Lennox. "And

but

just sipped his coffee, slow and

back to me. "Then who the fuck sent this, Olivia?

"Why do you assume I know who it is?! Why do you think someone

Lennox

don't know what you are talking about!"

out a fake gasp, then smirked. "So it's true. You have been whoring around.

my skin. But before

warning. He didn't even look at her—his eyes were on

clearly caught off guard, then narrowed her eyes

and this time his voice

a tight