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 calm the

to hear the words. Maybe if I

"That’s all. That’s why my body

as I said it, I didn’t

love, no—at least, I hoped not. But it wasn’t nothing either. It was

It wasn’t Damien I had wanted—it was the comfort. The illusion of

to my eyes and let out a long, trembling

I thought of them.

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

the Council settles all of this mess, I won’t let anybody touch me. Not because I care for them, but because

in the garden a little longer, gathering what little strength I

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

locked the door and crawled

beneath the blankets, I stared up

didn’t know who I was

The triplets.

My mates.

love...

my blood boil and my heart race all

right through me. Who made me

Louis... gods. Sweet, tortured

were mine. My mates. And

Hurt me. Gave me

I still cared for

much I wished I

Then there was Gabriel.

I barely knew—but who made my heart flutter every time he looked at me. Like I

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

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

And then...

Damien.

Alpha Damien.

The triplets’ uncle.

have never allowed

Cold. Dangerous. Infuriating.

But gods—mysterious.

to. His presence was enough to stir something in me I didn’t want

Not even like a woman he

I hated how much that thrilled

loneliness and confusion and a desperate need

make it

and closed my

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