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.

dropped—unintentionally—between his thighs. I jerked my gaze away and shifted

apart, bare and wordless under the sky. His eyes locked with mine, and he offered a warm, friendly smile. But me?

drifted again before

the sun. But it wasn’t just his looks that captivated me. It was

at his feet. For a moment, so was

hard again,

dropped lower—and stayed

My heart skipped.

Gods.

rose to my face, and I quickly looked away, cursing myself silently. What’s

wolf chuckled darkly in my

smugly. "And you’re thinking about

fists.

"You’re wondering what his hands would feel like... on your waist. On your hips.

trying

But she wasn’t wrong.

hands on me. To what his skin would feel like against mine. To how his eyes might look—darker, needier.

God.

breathe, but it didn’t help

body relaxed—as if he hadn’t just caught me practically devouring him with my

somehow, I

same calm smile

came out low, tight. "I’m

Lie.

I wasn’t fine.

first time since everything went to hell... I felt something

wasn’t the triplets. And

I avoided his eyes. Fidgeting, suddenly too aware that we were both

head slightly, a soft smile playing at the corner of his lips. "If you’re uncomfortable," he said gently, "I could shift back and run to

widened, and the words left my mouth