Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 158: What is He Up To

Chapter 158: What is He Up To

Olivia’s POV

The moment we left Levi’s room, I quickly pulled away from Alpha Damien’s arms. He gave me a look that clearly said he didn’t like what I’d just done—but I didn’t care. I simply stepped aside and looked away.

Sir Damon led us toward his chambers, and when we reached the door, he turned to me. "Olivia, you’ll have to stay out here and wait for us..."

"There will be no need for that," Alpha Damien cut in immediately. "She’s coming in," he said firmly.

I swallowed hard but felt a wave of relief—at least I’d be able to hear whatever they were going to discuss.

Sir Damon frowned, clearly not happy about it, but he nodded and pushed the door to his chambers open.

Alpha Damien stepped aside for me to walk in. I gave him a glance before walking in. I stepped in, and he did too before shutting the door.

The moment the door shut behind us, the room went completely silent. The air felt tense—thick with tension.

Alpha Damien moved to stand beside me, calm and confident as always, while Sir Damon walked to the center of the room with heavy steps.

"Have a seat, Olivia," Sir Damon said, pointing to one of the cushioned chairs near the fire.

I hesitated, glancing quickly at Damien, but he gave me a subtle nod. So I walked over and sat down, keeping my back straight and my eyes low, trying to stay invisible.

face his brother, eyes sharp

I believe is right, brother... they no longer have any claim over her. Olivia is mine now," he declared

wasn’t some object to be owned—but I held my tongue,

happy with Alpha Damien’s words. "What do you mean she is yours now? Can you even listen to yourself? That woman is the mate and wife of

off rudely. Now he was sounding angry, more like he was losing his patience. "I brought her...and according to the rule of the

this about the money? We will triple

the sound of amusement—rather, it was more like anger. "You think everything is about money, brother. That’s how everything works for you—and you’ve passed that same twisted mindset on

of his brother. "Mind your words, Damien. I’m still

looking nonchalant, nodded. "I will never

hung in the air. The two brothers didn’t say a word. Rather, they stayed silent. I looked at both of them, waiting for one

asked, "So what is your deal? What is

tell what he was thinking. He glanced at me with that blank look that was unsettling before he turned to his brother. "It’s none of anyone’s business. Olivia and I will talk about

planning? Was he seriously going through with that insane idea of wanting me to give him an heir? No, that can’t be possible... I’m the wife of his nephew... he surely can’t still be thinking of wanting

me. "I have a bad feeling

the same feeling. But

with anger. "You know my sons won’t take this lightly. They love this woman deeply," he said

his words. My thoughts drifted to the triplets, and the idea that they loved me—it was still such

war on you,

groaned. "I don’t

girls, Damien! Dozens of willing females who would kill for a chance to bear your heir. Why her?" He pointed a finger in my

his mouth, a chill ran down