Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 188: Lose Two Things

Olivia POV

With furrowed brows, I watched the scene unfolding before me.

Sir Damon marched up to his sons, his face thunderous.

"And what is this I’m hearing? That you’d rather lose your children than mark Anita?" he spat, glaring at his son.

My confusion deepened as I tried to make sense of what was happening. Through the gossip Nora and Lolita shared with me, they told me Anita had been crying in pain, and the Alphas had rushed her to the hospital.

But now this? The realization that they were being told to mark her—to save the pups?

"Father, we’ve made our decision—" Lennox began, but Sir Damon cut him off sharply.

"What fucking decision, Lennox? A decision to abandon your own blood? To let innocent pups die instead of marking their mother?"

A long, heavy silence followed. I remained frozen, my eyes bouncing between them, trying to understand what I was hearing.

Then Louis stepped forward, his voice authoritative.

"Because marking Anita... means losing Olivia."

They all turned to look at me.

Levi’s jaw clenched. "And we won’t let that happen."

Lennox nodded. "Not now. Not ever."

My heart slammed against my ribs. I didn’t know how to feel. Part of me felt a pang of empathy at the thought of the children, but another part—one I didn’t want to admit—ached at the sincerity in their voices.

Lady Fiona opened her mouth to speak again, but this time, Lennox cut her off.

"That’s enough."

His voice was calm but final. It made even Sir Damon pause.

"This situation with Anita and the babies... it’s our responsibility. Not yours. You raised us, yes. You care, we know. But don’t forget something important..."

his parents

Not boys. You may be our parents—but these decisions, this

Lady Fiona stepped forward, her expression fixed with worry. Her voice was calm, but every word

this is just about duty? About the title?

looking at

body was weak, and the healer told me I should terminate. That none of you would make it. That if I

for a moment. But she

I chose you. All of you. And do you know

turned toward her

hesitate. He stayed up every night. He argued with the healers, begged

welled with tears, but

away because it’s hard. You don’t look at your unborn children and say, ’Not worth it.’ You fight for them. You give them a chance—even when it’s not convenient, even

in the air until Levi took a step forward, anger etched in his

different," he

Lady Fiona blinked. "How?"

loved you," Levi said, his voice tightening.

He shook his head.

for this. We never wanted

Louis folded his arms tightly, saying nothing—but agreeing with every

mate. You carried the children of love. Anita’s not our mate. She never will

Fiona’s frown deepened. Clearly, this wasn’t what she had

his voice low

it, Mother. You want

his gaze drifting, until his eyes landed on

I held my breath.

a long second, until I had to awkwardly

And now that they finally saw me... it

Just not this way. Not with someone we don’t

hardened just

the woman

focused on the

Damon groaned, clearly furious

storming out of the dining room, and Lady Fiona

hung in the

on the plate in front of me, pretending to be focused on my food, even though my hands trembled slightly. I