Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 190: A taste of her own Cruelty

Olivia’s POV

The hall fell deathly silent as every pair of eyes turned to me.

My frown deepened as I slowly scanned the room.

I made sure the message in my eyes was clear: I am angry.

Furious, actually.

And then, my gaze settled on Lady Fiona.

She stood so calmly... too calmly.

A bitter thought crept in:

She’s stepping on me because I allowed it.

But not anymore.

I stood straighter. My voice rang out sharp and clear.

"Everyone sit."

It wasn’t a request. It was a command.

The women obeyed instantly, lowering themselves to their seats—even Lady Fiona.

"Except you, Lady Fiona."

My command echoed in the hall.

Her head jerked up. Confusion flashed in her eyes.

"Keep standing," I said, eyes locked with hers.

Her brows furrowed. "Olivia—"

I cut her off. "No. You wanted everyone to hear you earlier, didn’t you? Then let them hear me too."

She looked more confused now. Good.

I took one slow step forward.

"Where was this same energy," I asked coldly, "when your sons were treating me like trash?"

The room tensed at my words.

"Where was this empathy," I continued, "when they insulted me, cheated on me, humiliated me in front of the entire pack?"

She opened her mouth, but again, I didn’t let her speak.

"You say you care about life, about protecting the innocent—but what about me, Fiona?"

The room was silent.

Dozens of women stared between us.

"You never once stood up for me. Not when they hurt me. Not when I cried myself to sleep in a corner of this house. Not when I begged for someone—anyone—to just ask if I was okay."

My fists clenched.

"But now, look at you. Screaming for justice. Raising your voice for Anita. Look at you—standing like a lioness ready to go to war... for Anita. The same woman who, let me remind you all, had me kidnapped and sold to human traffickers."

echoed around the

mouths. Some eyes went

I didn’t stop.

"You all heard that right. Anita, your precious victim, sold me like property to traffickers. If Alpha Damien hadn’t bought and recognized me, I wouldn’t

the crowd. Some

stood up, her face flushed with

a crime...

"Yes.

nods. Anger flared through the

I said, turning back to

beloved Lady Fiona. Because Anita claimed she’s

scoffed. A bitter laugh

if she’s carrying the Luciano bloodline. I will make her pay for what she did to

took another

reign. You’re a terrible mother. And I’m sure you’ll make a terrible grandmother

one expected the kind, quiet Olivia to say this. But today, I was giving her a taste

turned to face the other women now. My voice

all know it. Especially by the Alphas.

silence. She let it happen. And now she

whispered, "She’s

my eyes still locked

room buzzed with

women shake their heads in

muttered under

at Lady Fiona with open

But I wasn’t finished.

voice loud enough for everyone to

to fight this

She blinked, confused again.

want nothing to do with your sons," I

to do with the triplets. So save yourself

room, as the women didn’t like what I was saying, but I

angry voice vibrating through the walls of the room, "I’ll be standing before

Her face paled.

exactly what

comes, I will break the bond with

voice didn’t shake. My

meant every single

will reject them in front of the Moonstone Council—publicly, officially, and

Gasps again.

her stunned expression, "they’ll be free to

followed was louder than any

I turned.

wait

wait for another excuse or

hall with my

I didn’t look back.

see Lady

went straight to my

quietly behind

one said a

I closed the door behind us and leaned against it

heavy. My chest burned with everything I had just said—but

had finally exhaled after drowning

breath and moved over to the

the way everything was playing out... it was starting

that I ever

the windowsill, arms crossed. My thoughts