Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 131: Cookies

Levi's POV

"Alpha, are you sure you don't need us to help you?" the head kitchen maid asked again, watching me with worried eyes.

I shook my head, already tying the apron around my waist. "No. I'll handle this myself."

She gave me a small bow and stepped back, watching me for a moment before quietly leaving the kitchen.

I took a deep breath and moved toward the counter, where the ingredients were neatly arranged. Flour, sugar, eggs, butter—everything I needed. My fingers lingered on the wooden spoon, and a small smile tugged at the corner of my lips.

I wanted to make cookies. The ones I used to make for Olivia when we were younger. I remember the first time I made them—it was terrible, even got burnt—but with a big smile on her face, Olivia ate it all, telling me it wasn't the taste that mattered but the heart I used in making it.

That day… I had vowed to get better. I spent hours each week perfecting my technique. In a month, I was good at it—so good that every Saturday, I would make a fresh batch, just for her. Enough to last her the week. And without fail, every time I handed over that box of cookies, she smiled like it was the best thing in the world.

Unfortunately, her fourteenth birthday was the last day I prepared cookies for her… in that box I gave her, a pack of cookies was inside too.

I inhaled sharply, pushing the thought aside before it could drown me.

I took a deep breath and slowly began mixing, focusing on each step. The soft smell of butter filled the kitchen, and for a moment, it felt like I was back in those peaceful days.

I just want her to smile again, it's been long I saw her smile genuinely.

the cold, distant man I

me… at least I can remind her of the taste of something

chips—Olivia's favorite part.

cookies baked, the kitchen started to smell warm and sweet, just like

in a small wooden box. It was the same kind of box I used to use when we were younger. I tied a ribbon around it and held it in my hands, staring at it. My

to her room and stood at the door. After taking a deep breath, I

is open," her voice

given her in her lap. She looked at me, and for a second, I

something for you," I

as I walked closer and held

and realized she would be confused. "The type I used to make for someone

at me. Her eyes showed a mix of emotions—confusion,

doesn't remember me, but

said and took the

watched her open the box of cookies and pull out one. Where I stood, I anxiously waited for her to take a bite. I was so anxious—it felt like I was in

her hand for a moment, turning it slightly like she was trying to figure out if it felt familiar. Then, slowly, she

My heart nearly stopped.

her expression unreadable. I couldn't breathe—I just stood there, frozen,

a small, very small smile tugged

sweet," she said quietly, looking down

I didn't realize I was