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.

jerked my gaze away and shifted into my

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

gaze drifted again before

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

at his feet. For a moment, so

hard again,

my eyes dropped lower—and stayed

My heart skipped.

Gods.

looked away, cursing myself silently.

wolf chuckled darkly in my

about

clenched my fists.

hands would feel like... on your waist. On

trying to shut

But she wasn’t wrong.

To his hands on me. To what his skin would feel like against mine. To how his eyes might

God.

breathe,

hadn’t just caught me practically devouring him with my gaze. As if he hadn’t

I knew he

gave me that same calm smile again.

came out low, tight.

Lie.

I wasn’t fine.

hell... I felt something different. Something that wasn’t sadness or anger or

someone who wasn’t

I avoided his eyes. Fidgeting, suddenly too

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

the words left my