Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 103: Full Moon

Olivia's POV

She was here because of the full moon? I hoped it wasn't what I was thinking.

"What about the full moon?" I asked, already sounding annoyed by the topic.

She sighed, stood from her seat, and then came to sit beside me on the bed. A small frown formed on my face. I had a feeling this conversation wasn't going to go the way I wanted it to.

"I believe you know what the full moon does to us she-wolves?" she asked. I glanced at her and nodded.

"But what does that have to do with me?" I asked, pretending to be ignorant.

Lady Fiona, the triplets' mother, sighed and spoke. "I'm worried about you… You'll go into heat that day," she said, her voice filled with genuine concern.

My frown deepened. I knew what she meant—and I was worried too. Going into heat was a vulnerable, painful experience for us. And if your mate was nearby but refused to touch you, it made everything worse.

I sucked in a deep breath. "You don't have to worry about me, ma. I can take care of myself."

I lied. I was terrified. This would be my first time going into heat, and I'd heard too much about it—how overwhelming the desire became, how badly we craved a male's touch. Some she-wolves even went as far as sleeping with strangers just to ease it. Others locked themselves in rooms and endured the pain in silence.

I think that's what I'm going to do.

"Olivia, this is your first heat… You can't endure it, especially with the triplets' marks on you. It'll be torture," she said, sounding even more worried.

marks. But I did. Not just one—all three. I knew it would be hell for me. But still… I'm Olivia.

the heat," she said gently, reaching out to

pulled my hand away, not out of disrespect, but because

me," I whispered, my voice cracking. "Not really. Not as their mate. So I'll lock myself up that day,

"But they marked you."

were forced, not because of love," I snapped, then quickly softened my tone. "I'm sorry.

to them. If just

hesitation. "I won't let any of them touch me. They have Anita. She has their marks too. She'll be in heat that

sound firm, but deep down, it

just a teen, I used to dream of the

I didn't understand what "heat" truly meant. All I knew was that the older girls spoke about it in whispers, their eyes glassy and voices filled with desire. They said it was powerful, painful, beautiful. They said that when your heat came, your mate would feel it too—that he would come for you. That he wouldn't be able to stay

even then… it was the

safe place. My entire

always seen them differently. Even when I was younger, I would watch them laugh together

his arms and whisper that I

nights, it was Louis—mischievous and wild, but always gentle with me. In my fantasies, he'd burst through my door,

me feel safe, who always stood a little closer than necessary. I dreamt

had been so foolish. So

this," I whispered bitterly, curling tighter beneath

the girl with their marks but none of their hearts. They didn't see me the way I saw them.

Anita," I said to Lady Fiona. "They'll go to

the full moon came and heat consumed me… I knew I wouldn't be the one they ran to. I'd just be

neither of us said a word. Then Lady Fiona spoke. "I talked to Lennox. He refused. I don't understand what's wrong with them." She whispered it like she