Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 129: Speak To Gabriel

Olivia's POV

I turned to Lennox, whose watchful and intense eyes had been on me the entire time.

"I would like to speak to my husband, Alpha Gabriel," I said softly but firmly. "Privately."

His jaw tensed slightly, and I saw hesitation flicker in his eyes. His fingers drummed against the table, then finally he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

He held it out to me, the screen lit up with Gabriel's contact. "Here," he said, voice neutral. "You can call him when you get back to your room."

I stared at the device in his hand. A warning echoed in my mind. What if the phone's recording? What if it's tracked or tapped?

I offered a small smile, masking the suspicion growing in my chest. "Thank you," I murmured, gently taking the phone.

I didn't dial.

Instead, I stared at the number, repeating it in my mind. Again and again. Committing it to memory.

+64-9-3… My eyes skimmed each digit like a mantra. I would not forget.

Once I was certain I had it, I handed the phone back to Lennox with a composed expression. "On second thought, I'll wait for his call. I wouldn't want to disturb him unexpectedly. He doesn't need distraction at such a period."

Lennox studied me a beat longer, clearly weighing something, before he nodded.

I pushed back from the table, placing a hand on my temple. "I'm feeling a bit of a headache," I said quietly. "I'll head back to my room."

Lolita and Nora were at my side in an instant.

"We'll walk with you," Lolita said, a fake worried frown on her face.

As we turned down the hall, I kept repeating the number in my head, refusing to let it slip even slightly. Once inside the safety of my room, I closed the door behind us and turned to Lolita immediately.

handset,"

She reached into

while I went to the bathroom and made the

What if he doesn't want to help? What

the familiar voice of Gabriel from over

hard and

I whispered, biting my

"Olivia? You're calling? What is it, baby?" he asked, still playing

but went on to speak. "Alpha Gabriel, can I trust you?" I whispered while

was another second of silence before his response came. "Yes… You can trust me, Olivia. I swear with my life."

bit my lip again before admitting, "I didn't lose my memory or suffer from

few minutes, when a soft

Olivia… you acted so well then… even I

to my ear, my voice dropping to a whisper

plan…" I began, pausing for breath. "I want

on the line. I could feel his breath, shallow and tense, on the

devastated. I'll start to fall sick—emotionally, physically, whatever it takes. They'll panic. And when they do, they'll want to send me back to you, thinking

"That's when I'll need you the most. I need you to help me escape. Once I'm back with you, I'll vanish. Far away. Somewhere they can't reach me. A

words a

I'm safe—when I'm far enough from their grip—I'll tell

throat, but I forced myself to finish. "Will you help me, Gabriel?

say no. This is… a lot. And it's dangerous. I won't hold it against you if you don't want

silence. My heart

Gabriel's voice came through. "You think I'd let them keep you like this?" His voice was low, rough with emotion. "You think I'd let you go through all this alone? Olivia… the moment they send you to me, I

felt a tight knot in

get everything ready," he continued. "Passports. Safe house. New

you…" I whispered, my voice trembling

to thank me. Just stay strong. Keep

hold on," I