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.

his brother, eyes sharp and voice low. "Damien...

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

him I wasn’t some object to be owned—but I

didn’t seem 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

angry, more like he was losing his patience. "I brought her...and according to the rule of the slave market, Olivia is

"Is this about the

of amusement—rather, it was more like anger. "You think everything is about

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

looking nonchalant, nodded. "I will

them, waiting for one of them to speak. I wanted

thoughts, Sir Damon asked, "So what is your deal? What is

he was thinking. He glanced at me with that blank look that was unsettling before he turned to his brother. "It’s none 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 to give him

inside me. "I have a bad feeling about this," she

hard. I had the same feeling. But I stayed quiet—I needed to hear everything

"You know my sons won’t take this lightly. They

thoughts drifted to the triplets, and the idea that they loved me—it

will declare war on you,

groaned. "I don’t

longer hidden. "There are plenty of girls, Damien! Dozens of willing females who would kill for a chance to bear your heir. Why her?" He pointed a finger in my direction. "Why Olivia? You’re playing a dangerous game,

those words left his mouth,