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.

my eyes, trying to

needing to hear the words. Maybe if I said it enough

I repeated. "That’s all. That’s why my body reacted. It didn’t

said it, I

not. But it wasn’t nothing either. It was the ache of loneliness. The pain of betrayal. The hunger of someone

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

my eyes and

I thought of them.

still their wife," I reminded myself, my voice barely a whisper now. "Still

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

a little longer,

returned to my room. Alpha Damien was gone, but

the door and crawled straight

beneath the blankets, I stared up at

know who I was

The triplets.

My mates.

to love...

blood boil and my heart

The one who always saw right through me. Who

gods. Sweet, tortured

My mates. And

Gave me

still cared

how much I wished

Then there was Gabriel.

my heart flutter every time he looked at me. Like I

twisted. When he spoke, I listened too closely. And when he offered to meet me at the

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

And then...

Damien.

Alpha Damien.

The triplets’ uncle.

I should have never allowed that

Cold. Dangerous. Infuriating.

But gods—mysterious.

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

others. Not even like a woman he desired. Like a challenge. Like I was something wild he wanted to

how much that

loneliness

that didn’t make

and

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