Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 198: The Day

Olivia’s POV

Breathless, I looked around the room, my chest rising and falling rapidly. My heart pounding wildly against my ribs.

Everyone stared at me—confused, scared—as if I were someone else entirely. Like I had been possessed. Like they’d seen a ghost. And maybe they had.

Even I didn’t recognize myself.

That voice... what was that voice inside me?

My eyes met Alpha Damien’s. He was watching me closely, curious, but before he could speak, I turned and walked out of the party. I didn’t look back, even though I could feel their eyes following me.

I just kept walking—up the stairs, through the hallway—until I was finally alone.

Once in my room, I locked the door and sat on the edge of the bed. My hand trembled as I stared at it, still stained with blood. The claws were gone, but her blood was still there.

"What’s happening to me?" I whispered, fear rising in my chest.

"And what was that voice?" I asked my wolf quietly. I knew it wasn’t her. It couldn’t have been.

She stirred inside me, clearly unsettled.

"I don’t know... but I felt its energy. It was too strong—even for me," she said, her voice laced with confusion and fear.

I let out a shaky breath and got to my feet. I started pacing the room, trying to calm the storm in my head. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself that the woman had been lying—that the triplets had sent her—deep down, something told me she was telling the truth.

And that terrified me.

First, the prophecy—the vision of me lying in a pool of my own blood. Now, this warning not to leave the cursed pack grounds. But how could I stay here? How could I live in this place that had given me nothing but pain?

I shook my head.

No.

face whatever danger is waiting for

TWO DAYS LATER!!

up what happened that night. He’d been busy, and aside

hadn’t left my room much since that night, but today—I had

the hearing with the

Still, it did little to calm the nerves coiling in my stomach. Something felt... off. Maybe it was the weight of what I

Council and declare my intent

pressing my palm to my chest as if

do this," I whispered, though my voice barely

at the door

other side. "It’s time, we

was dressed formally, his expression unreadable. But when he looked at me, something flickered behind his eyes—concern, maybe. Or

ready?" he

said honestly.

door. "Are you having second thoughts about this?"

to reject were the same ones I once adored? The boys I

my eyes and shook my

about that. I can’t

pain. The betrayal. All the terrible things they’d done. One by one, the memories replayed in my mind, washing away every shred of doubt. These

find Alpha Damien silently waiting

took a deep, steadying

look confident... if the elders

I nodded.

out of the room. We walked through the hallways of the

I

me a look. "Remember what I said," he reminded me. "Confidence.

I nodded wordlessly.

opened the doors, and together we

room was large and cold, the pale morning light filtering through high windows, casting shadows across the stone floor. . Among the elders sat Elder Grant, his sharp