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..."

looked his parents in

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

expression fixed with worry. Her voice was calm, but every

this is just about duty? About the title?

paused, looking at each

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

cracked, just for a moment. But

chose you. All of you. And do you know

toward

with the healers,

tears, but

unborn children and say,

air until Levi

he said

Lady Fiona blinked. "How?"

said, his voice tightening. "He wanted

He shook his head.

never did. We didn’t plan for this. We never wanted children with her. And she knew

his arms tightly, saying nothing—but agreeing

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

wasn’t what she

his voice low but

it, Mother. You want

gaze drifting, until his

I held my breath.

at me for a long second, until

And now that they finally saw me... it

Just not this way. Not

hardened

have your grandchildren. But only with the woman we choose.

focused on the

groaned, clearly furious at

out of the dining room,

silence hung in

kept my eyes on the plate in front of me, pretending to be focused on my food, even though my hands trembled slightly. I could feel their stares. All three