Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 119: calming Her Down

Lennox's POV

For once, I wished Gabriel was here with us and not just on the phone. I swear to God, I would have punched him right in the face. But unfortunately…

"Listen, Gabriel, there is a situation," Louis said, sounding worried. I believe even Gabriel must have noticed it.

"What is the situation? Listen, man, Olivia is not here. Has she gone missing again?" Gabriel asked, sounding worried.

"It's not that," Levi cut in quickly.

"Then what is it?" Gabriel sneered.

From where I stood, I remained silent, while my brothers exchanged glances with me like they needed my approval. But I said nothing. I just looked away.

Louis continued, "Olivia… has some memory loss. In fact, she has false memory. She doesn't remember us. She doesn't even know who we are. In fact…" He paused and inhaled deeply. "She thinks you're her mate and husband. She thinks we kidnapped her."

There was a long, heavy silence on the other end of the call.

I could hear Gabriel breathing. Nothing else. Not a damn sound.

Then came the sharp exhale. "You're joking," he said flatly.

"I wish I was," Louis muttered.

"You're telling me," Gabriel said slowly, his voice turning darker with each word, "that Olivia—your Olivia—has forgotten everything… and she thinks I'm her mate?"

"She screamed it at us, actually," Levi muttered bitterly.

"Over and over," Louis added. "She doesn't remember anything, Gabriel. Not us. Not the pack. Nothing. Just you."

I remained silent, my jaw clenched. My eyes burned, not with sadness but with pure rage. Rage that she had screamed his name and not mine. Rage that the only face her mind had clung to… was his.

Gabriel laughed. A short, disbelieving, annoying laugh. "Well, isn't that just fantastic. Of all people, her brain decides I'm the one she trusts?"

"We hate you," Levi reminded him bluntly.

"Mutual, Levi," Gabriel shot back. "I didn't call you for hugs."

"We called you," Louis corrected sharply.

"Whatever," Gabriel sounded tired now. "This is a mess."

muttered

sounding serious. "Put her on the

and

me talk to her. If she thinks of me, then maybe I can say something that jogs something

away, grinding my teeth. Every part of me hated this. Hated giving him access to her. Hated that he might be the only

she was

could

But if you

Gabriel said. For once, he didn't sound smug. "Just… give

gave my brothers a

gripped in my hand like it was the blade of the very pain tearing through my chest. I could hear Olivia's soft, panicked whispers even before I opened the door. She was

talk

once. "She won't

entered her room, and her eyes snapped to mine. Wide. Guarded.

the phone," I said quietly,

"Gabriel?" she gasped, nearly dropping the glass of water

couldn't even

phone on speaker and

to it like her life depended on it. Her hands were shaking as she clutched the edge of the table, tears streaming down

cracked. "My love? It's you, right? It's really

me, writhing in agony. She called him 'my love'. It felt like a knife slowly

the speaker—calm, steady, almost gentle. "Hey, baby. I'm right

took me, Gabriel. They kidnapped me. I—I don't know where I am. I'm so scared. You have to come get me. Please. You said you'd never leave me—why

trembling now, clutching the table like

voice came again, softer.

lying! They say you're not my mate—they say I belong to them. But that's not true, right?" Her voice was desperate,

your husbands," Gabriel

Olivia shouted, backing away from the phone. "Stop lying to me! I don't know them! I want

into herself,

away, staring at the

something none of us

"Okay. Okay, Liv. You're right. I was joking.

She sniffled, pausing.

husbands. They're

"What?" Louis whispered.

you. The pack's in danger. A war is coming, Olivia. I had to send you somewhere safe—somewhere no one would

breathing

hurt you, Liv. I promise. They're my friends…

body began to relax slightly.