Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 168: Bet

Olivia’s POV

"Remember, put on your best performance. The goal isn’t just to make them jealous—but to make them feel the pain you once felt. Alright?" Alpha Damien whispered in my ear the moment we stepped onto the combat ground.

His breath was warm against my skin, and his words stirred something sharp and cold in my chest. I gave him a single nod, my expression unreadable.

My heart pounded as I stepped into the open, the scent of sweat, steel, and earth wrapping around me like a cloak. I knew the moment I walked in, they noticed.

Their eyes burned into me—Louis, Lennox, and Levi. I could feel their gazes from across the field, thick with tension, confusion, and possession.

My wolf stirred inside me. "If looks could kill, Alpha Damien would be dead by now," she scoffed.

But I didn’t look at them.

Instead, I turned my attention forward, pretending I didn’t see the way some warriors around the field went still. Their eyes followed me too, watching, whispering among themselves. I could guess their thoughts.

Why is our Luna with Alpha Damien? Why is she training with her husbands’ uncle?

But I didn’t care... I’ve stopped caring what anyone thinks.

Damien walked ahead and picked up one of the steel swords from the rack. He swung it once with smooth precision, then offered it to me with a smirk playing on his lips. "Let’s see what you’ve got, firefly."

He wasn’t just training me.

He was flirting.

His gaze lingered a bit too long. His tone was low and teasing, dripping with the kind of familiarity that begged for attention. He reached out and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, and I didn’t flinch.

I let him.

Because I knew the triplets were watching—and it was killing them.

I took the sword and stepped into stance, mirroring Damien’s movements with ease. We began to spar—light at first, just movements, parries, footwork. But it was enough. Enough to drive the knife deeper into the hearts of the ones who once threw mine away.

"Your form is better than I thought," Damien teased, stepping in close, close enough that our swords clashed and our bodies almost touched.

That’s when I heard the sudden shift in the air.

against the

deep, sharp voice cutting through

you spar with me instead?" Lennox said, striding forward, his jaw clenched tight

I didn’t turn.

Not yet.

thickening. He chuckled under his breath,

finally looked over my shoulder—slowly—and met

His anger was unmistakable.

But I?

I just smiled.

anger of his wolf inside me and that made me realize he has also done it...

it show. I forced a frown and glared at him instead. I wouldn’t let him see the way that small crack in his walls had

glance my way. His

old times’ sake?" he

then—this wasn’t

This was personal.

step forward. "You want to fight me, pup?" he asked, spinning

slightly, his eyes flicking to me for a brief moment before returning

you as many times as she wants. No blocking, no dodging. Just stand there and take

he didn’t

if I win?" he asked

from Olivia. No training. No talking. No touching. At least until after the council

The air went still.

warriors nearby stopped what they were

forward and picking up a sword

His gaze flickered, like he wanted to say something.

Damien and readied his

making room

Swords drawn.

Eyes locked.

the whole world was holding its

And then they moved.

through the combat ground like thunder. The power behind Lennox’s strikes was wild, fueled by pure rage and something deeper—something I could feel through the

like he had something to prove.