Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 91: knowing more about him

Olivia's POV

An awkward silence filled the air. It wasn't the type of uncomfortable silence that made you want to squirm or run away—it was just tense. Heavy. Like the room itself was holding its breath.

Maybe it was because we were stuck in this closed space, the air thick, and he… God, he was attractive. Too attractive. The kind of man who made you forget your own name for a second if you weren't careful.

His dark hair was messily styled, like he had just run his fingers through it in frustration—or maybe it just grew that perfect. His jawline was criminal, sharp enough to cut glass, and his eyes… damn it, his eyes. That lazy, heavy-lidded stare that made you feel like he could see things you didn't even know about yourself. His broad shoulders strained against his shirt, and the sleeves were rolled up, showing off forearms that had no business looking that good.

He was hot. Objectively, dangerously hot.

But deep down, no matter how hard I tried to deny it, no matter how my brain screamed at me to appreciate what was sitting right in front of me… he still wasn't them.

He wasn't him.

Or him.

Or him.

I cursed myself under my breath.

Pathetic, I thought savagely. Absolutely fucking pathetic.

"So how is life being the mate and wife of the famous triplet alphas?" the handsome stranger asked.

I frowned. "Just one word to sum it up. Hell."

reminded me so much of Levi. But I cursed

many ladies would kill to be in your

hard it was a miracle they didn't get stuck at

over my chest. "Then they can gladly take

handsome stranger chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that danced along my skin like an unwanted caress. I hated how my body reacted,

said smoothly, his

than I intended, but I didn't care.

like he was trying to peel me open and read every raw, bleeding page inside. I hated it. I hated how it reminded me of them—how they always saw

said finally, voice dropping an octave, "being tied to men who don't

My throat tightened.

you dare

a smile and

the luxurious room before I moved them back to him, noticing his

wanting to

without hesitation. I nodded,

needing something—anything—to

traveled outside the pack a few days ago for some training. She'll be back in a few more days, give

behind my ear just to have something to

I asked, feigning casual curiosity, even though I wasn't sure why I cared. Maybe I

away too," he said, leaning back casually against the seat, crossing his arms. "They went on

months?" My eyebrows shot up, genuinely surprised. "That's… a long

his muscles flexing beneath the thin fabric of his shirt far too distractingly. "They needed a break. 'Vacation,' or whatever excuse rich, bored people use to abandon their

sarcasm, and Alpha Gabriel smiled. "You should laugh