Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 170: Meeting Up With Gabriel

Olivia’s POV

I ordered the guards to let me through the border, and they obeyed without question. Once I stepped outside Full Moon Pack territory, I decided to finish the journey in my wolf form. I undressed, folded my clothes neatly beside a tree, and took a deep breath.

The afternoon sun was scorching, and a good swim would help—but that would be after I got back. My wolf, eager to shift, whined in my head. I chuckled softly before surrendering to the shift.

Shifting into my wolf was smooth.

My bones cracked, my muscles stretched, and before I knew it, my brown fur had replaced my skin. My paws touched the ground, soft and steady.

As soon as I shifted, I felt lighter.

The wind rushed past me as I ran through the forest. The trees blurred around me, and the sunlight poured through the branches above. It felt good to move, to run—to forget everything, even just for a while.

Out here, I wasn’t the girl who had been hurt.

I wasn’t the one with a broken heart or painful memories.

I was just a wolf. Strong. Free.

I let out a long howl—not of pain, but of release.

I ran fast, leaping over fallen trees, splashing through small streams, chasing the wind like I used to when I was younger. My heart felt full. My head was quiet.

But as I got closer to the edge of the territory—where Gabriel told me to meet him—the feeling changed.

The air was colder here. The forest was quiet, almost too quiet. My wolf picked up strange scents, but they were weak.

I slowed as I reached the meeting point. That’s when I saw Gabriel—emerging in wolf form from behind the trees. His black fur shimmered under the sunlight, looking more majestic than I’d ever seen it. Or maybe I was exaggerating. Still, something about him made my pulse stir.

He carried a white envelope in his mouth, then swiftly, he shifted into his human form—completely naked.

eyes dropped—unintentionally—between his thighs. I jerked my

stood only a few feet apart, bare and wordless under the sky. His eyes locked with mine, and he offered a

again before I

sun. But it wasn’t just his looks that captivated me. It was the quiet confidence in how he stood—calm, unbothered, completely

feet. For

again,

dropped lower—and stayed

My heart skipped.

Gods.

I quickly looked away,

chuckled

thinking about what it’d feel like... if

my fists. No,

Her voice was teasing now. "You’re wondering what his hands would feel like... on your waist. On your hips.

lip, trying to

But she wasn’t wrong.

his skin would feel like against mine. To how his eyes

God.

forced myself to breathe, but

unreadable, his body relaxed—as if he hadn’t just caught me practically devouring

somehow, I knew he

same calm smile again. "You

voice came out

Lie.

I wasn’t fine.

time since everything went to hell... I felt something different. Something

drawn to someone who wasn’t

must’ve noticed how I avoided his eyes. Fidgeting, suddenly too

of his lips. "If you’re uncomfortable," he

eyes widened, and the words left