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."

revealing his beautiful set of arranged teeth that reminded me so much of Levi. But I cursed myself and pushed

many ladies would kill

miracle they didn't get

crossing my arms tightly over my chest. "Then they can gladly take my place. Hell, I'll

a deep, rumbling sound that danced along my skin like an unwanted caress. I hated how my

that," he said smoothly, his voice low and

every goddamn word," I snapped, harsher than I intended, but I didn't

me open and read every raw, bleeding page inside. I hated it. I hated how it reminded me of them—how they

he said finally, voice dropping an octave, "being tied to

My throat tightened.

dare cry,

smile

before I moved them back to him, noticing his eyes had

name?" I asked, wanting

without hesitation. I nodded, noting

Your sister?" I asked, needing something—anything—to shift the heavy direction this conversation was

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

of hair behind my ear just to have something to do with my hands. The silence between

wasn't sure why I cared.

the seat, crossing his arms. "They went on some kind

My eyebrows shot up,

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

Alpha Gabriel smiled. "You should laugh