Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 165: At The Table

Olivia’s POV

It was time for breakfast, and as much as I wanted to stay in bed, I knew attending was mandatory.

So, to put on an appearance, I asked Nora and Lolita to help me dress in one of my best outfits—a black embroidered fitted gown. My dyed-blonde hair was pulled into a neat bun so my earrings and the accessories around my neck would be clearly visible.

Once dressed, I took a deep breath and headed out with them.

The walk to the dining hall felt long, although it really wasn’t. Every step was heavy, as if the walls whispered memories of all I had endured within them. But I kept my chin up.

The guards bowed respectfully as we approached. I ignored them and walked in.

As expected, the triplets were already seated.

The moment I entered, all three of them turned to look at me.

Silence fell across the room.

I kept my face blank, refusing to show any emotion. Not anger. Not pain. Nothing. They didn’t deserve to know what I felt.

"Good morning," Alpha Lennox said first.

I gave a slight nod. "Morning."

Alpha Levi and Alpha Louis watched me, their eyes searching for any sign of softness. But I shot them a glare and looked away.

I walked to the far end of the table and sat down.

Lady Fiona was already seated too, and when our eyes met, she quickly looked away.

Good.

Servants began placing plates in front of us, filling the table with food I had no appetite for.

Just then, Alpha Damien made his way to the table and sat right beside me. I felt awkward and swallowed hard, but he remained calm. Unexpectedly, he leaned into the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply, then groaned.

"Fuck! You smell so good."

My lips parted in shock as I turned to give him a look, but he only smirked and focused on the plate before him. Feeling piercing gazes on me, I looked around the table—and the first pair of eyes I met were Levi’s. His cool, sea-blue gaze was locked on mine, sharp and full of anger. But there was a flicker of something else—jealousy? Regret? I couldn’t tell, and frankly, I didn’t care. I knew Lennox and Louis were watching too, but I didn’t care.

away and picked up my fork, ignoring the fury and tension now settling across the table like a heavy storm cloud. I hadn’t asked for this drama, and I wasn’t going

of course, Alpha

from his plate and turned to me with a

softly, holding it out like he was about to feed me.

towards my mouth like it was some kind

low, angry growl cut

hall. "If you’re trying to act romantic to your own nephew’s wife, maybe learn something about

went

and slowly pulled the sausage back. "You’re right," he said lightly. "After all, she will be having my child soon. I need to know things

more. He was staring straight at Damien, his eyes full of fury. His jaw was clenched so tightly, it looked like he was holding back from shifting

like I had suddenly become the prize in a fight I didn’t ask to

with the chaos he was causing, scooped up a spoonful of mashed cheese from his plate and turned to

you eat this,"

were alone in the room,

moment. Was he really trying to feed me? To cause more

I could react or say a word, the sound of a

slammed his fist against the table, making

barked, his voice sharp and laced with rage. His eyes were blazing, locked

froze. Even the servants

jaw but said nothing. Levi’s

from his end of

voice came out calm. "Alpha

were still clenched, but he obeyed, dragging his chair back roughly

settled in the council," Sir Damon said, his voice loud enough for all of us to hear. "Not

them, my confusion growing. Settled in the council? What was being settled? What did this

noticed the confused look on

calmer expression as he leaned towards me

my head.

then back at me. "In a

My frown deepened.

"What do you mean?"

reported me to the council. From what I gathered, they accused me of wanting

a glass of juice,

on it," Alpha Damien said—not in a teasing

my eyes toward the triplets, who