Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 76: Request

Olivia's POV

"What are you doing here?" I spat while making my way towards her.

Anita calmly folded both her arms as she glared at me.

"I didn't do it," she said suddenly, and my brows furrowed. "I wish I had, but it wasn't me."

I narrowed my eyes, glaring right back at her. "And you think I will believe that? That you aren't the one sending me those gifts?"

I'm not the one!" she snapped, taking a bold step closer until our faces were inches apart. "You and I know that I'm not the one, Olivia… Olivia, you slapped me wrongly just to hide the person behind those gifts, and for this, I am going to expose you. I'm going to find out who your lover is, and I will make sure both of you are disgraced before the entire pack. Olivia, I swear on my life," she muttered, sounding so angry.

I glared at her, wanting to still stand on my suspicion that she did it… it has to be her. But deep down, I knew Anita, I knew when she was lying, and this wasn't one of those times. Her anger wasn't fake. She was telling the truth.

Which brings me to the bigger question—if it wasn't her, then who might it be?

I glared at Anita. "Are you threatening me?"

Anita scoffed and stepped in even closer. "I'm not threatening you, Olivia. I'm making a promise. For slapping me and accusing me of something I didn't do, I will make sure you and your lover are exposed."

With that, she turned and walked out of the room, while I watched her leave.

I was beyond confused. I didn't know what to think. It was clear that Anita wasn't the one who sent it—then who is this mysterious person?

I stood by the window, my arms crossed over my chest as my eyes scanned the horizon, but my mind was elsewhere. Anita wasn't lying. I could feel it in her voice, in her eyes, in the fury that practically rolled off her skin. For once, her anger wasn't petty—it was personal.

I bit my lower lip, my fingers tapping against the glass. I couldn't afford to look weak or clueless. Not now. Not when someone was clearly trying to play with my mind—or worse, land me into trouble.

set yourself free, Olivia," my wolf whispered inside me. "Free from being

that's when it

a favor.

another second, I turned sharply and

Louis,"

see you," one of them said, his tone

And do it now," I snapped, my voice sharp with

guards outside my door didn't say a word, and soon I overheard retreating footsteps and

Louis was still holding me a request, and he wasn't going to

to reach out to my mother and tell her what was going on, but I held back myself. She had just traveled to her own pack. I asked her to leave, at least to take a break from this pack, and she

open again, and I didn't need to turn to know who it was. I felt his presence before he even

his barely contained frustration—it all rushed into the room like a tidal wave. I slowly turned

closing the door behind him with a soft but firm thud, and crossed his arms. His face was stone-cold, but

confess now? Ready

rising from the bed, keeping my expression calm

haven't forgotten," I said

furrowed. "Forgotten

owe me

deepened, his jaw

"You said, 'Anything you ask, I'll grant it.' Those were your exact words. And now I'm

speak for a moment, his eyes on me, trying

to be set free," I said clearly, folding my arms over my chest. "No more being locked in. I want to walk freely. I don't deserve

because you're hiding something," he

him. "Are you granting my request, or should I let your brothers know what we did behind their backs? I believe

knew what I'd done with Lennox… the only innocent one