Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 183

Chapter 183: What Is Wrong With Me

Olivia’s POV

His touch was almost unbearable—teasing, slow, driving me Mad. My whole body ached with confusion. Shame. Desire. Regret.

But then—

A flash.

Levi’s face. Lifeless. Pale. The way he’d looked just hours ago, lying there unconscious.

"You’re still their wife." A voice which wasn’t that of my wolf echoed in my head.

My breath caught sharply in my throat.

No.

I couldn’t do this.

In that split second, while Damien’s guard was down, drunk on the moment—my body jolted with speed. I twisted, yanked myself upright with everything I had left, and stood.

His eyes widened in surprise, hand still reaching for where I had just been.

I grabbed my gown, yanked it down, my fingers trembling as I fixed my underwear. My breath was ragged, my heart pounding like a drum.

"No," I said, barely able to get the word out.

"Olivia—" he started, his voice low, strained.

But I shook my head, taking a shaky step backward. "Don’t. Just... don’t."

I didn’t wait for his response. I turned and rushed out of my room, my feet flying over the tiled floors.

A few staff furrowed their brows as they glanced at me, but I didn’t care. I ran like I was trying to escape a storm.

Because maybe I was.

I didn’t stop until I reached the garden. Only then did I collapse onto the grass, burying my face in my hands. My whole body still burned from where he had touched me.

"Damn it! What is wrong with me!" I groaned, angry at myself.

I pulled my hand from my face and stared up at the night sky. The stars blurred as unshed tears clung stubbornly to my lashes.

"What is wrong with me..." I whispered again—this time softer. Less angry. More confused.

My hands curled into the grass.

trying to calm the

I said aloud, needing to hear the words. Maybe if I

repeated. "That’s all. That’s why my body reacted.

I said it, I

I hoped not. But it wasn’t nothing either. It was the ache of

part. It wasn’t Damien I had wanted—it was the comfort.

my fists to my eyes and let out a

I thought of them.

a whisper now.

of this mess, I won’t let anybody touch me. Not because I care for them, but because of my

garden a little longer, gathering what little strength

returned to my room. Alpha Damien was gone, but his scent still lingered in

and crawled

I stared up at

I didn’t know who I was anymore.

The triplets.

My mates.

grown to love... so deeply it

blood boil and

through me. Who made me feel safe even when I didn’t want to

tortured Louis.

mates. And they broke

loved me. Hurt me. Gave me everything.

still cared for

much I

Then there was Gabriel.

heart flutter every time he looked at me.

stared at me with the eyes of a man in love. When he smiled, my stomach twisted. When he spoke, I listened too closely. And when he offered to meet me at the border... I’d said yes far too quickly. Just

what we were. Not yet. But something was starting. A tiny spark of desire...

And then...

Damien.

Alpha Damien.

The triplets’ uncle.

man I should have

Cold. Dangerous. Infuriating.

But gods—mysterious.

much. He didn’t have to. His presence was enough to stir something in me I

touched me... the way he looked at me. Not like the others. Not even like a woman he desired. Like a

how much

just loneliness and confusion and a desperate need to feel like

didn’t make it

and closed

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