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.

like a heavy storm cloud. I hadn’t asked for this drama, and I wasn’t

Alpha Damien wasn’t

up a sausage from his plate and turned to me with

he was about to feed me.

moved it towards my mouth like it was some kind of

or react, a low, angry growl cut

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

table went quiet. Dead

he said lightly. "After all,

full of fury. His jaw was clenched so tightly, it looked like he was holding back from shifting

feeling like I had suddenly become the prize in

he was causing, scooped up a spoonful of mashed cheese from his plate and turned to me again with a teasing

believe you eat this," he said

in the room, he raised the spoon

Was he really trying to

say a word, the sound

against the table, making plates

he barked, his voice sharp and laced with rage.

the

said nothing. Levi’s eyes never left

had been silent all this while, slowly stood up from his end of the table. He didn’t yell or slam the table

out calm. "Alpha Lennox,

chest heaved. His fists were still clenched, but he obeyed, dragging his chair back

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

the council? What was being settled? What

who noticed the confused look

a bit, replaced by a calmer expression as he leaned towards me again. His voice

my head. "Tell me

me.

My frown deepened.

"What do you mean?"

shrugged. "The triplets have reported me to the council. From what I gathered, they accused me of wanting to snatch their mate and wife,

glass of juice, and gulped it

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

glass down and darted my eyes toward the