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,"

into her apron

room while I went to the bathroom and made the call so no one

in Gabriel's number, and hit call. As it rang, my heart thundered. What if he doesn't want to help? What if he betrays me and

of Gabriel

hard and

this is Olivia," I whispered, biting my lip as I waited for

You're calling? What is it,

I trust

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

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

but he didn't speak until after a few minutes, when a soft chuckle came from the other end

you acted so well

phone closer to my ear, my voice dropping to a whisper as if the walls

began, pausing for breath. "I want

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

going to pretend I can't live without you," I continued, keeping my voice calm and low. "I'll act broken… 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

me escape. Once I'm back with you, I'll vanish. Far away.

giving the words a moment to

safe—when I'm far enough from their grip—I'll tell them the truth. Everything. No more

lump caught in my throat, but I forced myself to finish. "Will

This is… a lot. And it's dangerous. I won't hold it against

silence. My

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 won't just help

escaped my lips. I felt a tight knot in my chest start to

everything ready," he continued. "Passports. Safe house. New identities. Whatever

I whispered, my voice

me. Just stay strong. Keep pretending. And when the time comes… I'll

on," I