Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 204: My Underwear

Olivia’s POV

"How are you feeling?" the healer asked gently, her voice soft as she checked my temperature. But I didn’t answer.

How could I? The physical pain was gone, but the ache in my chest—deep and raw—was louder than any scream.

Before she could say more, the door creaked open.

Alpha Damien stepped inside, his eyes unreadable.

"Everyone out," he commanded, his voice sharp.

Without hesitation, the healer, Nora, and Lolita all left, heads bowed. The door clicked shut behind them.

I turned to face him, wary and tense. My skin prickled. I could still recall the words he said before leaving a moment ago... the ones that didn’t make sense. He told me thank you for letting him use me for his revenge... what does that even mean?

Damien walked to the center of the room, calm, almost casual. Then, without a word, he reached into his coat pocket and tossed something onto the bed in front of me.

I stared at it—my heart stopping.

It was... underwear.

My underwear.

The very pair I hadn’t seen in days. The one I thought I’d lost in his home.

I slowly looked up at him, my mouth dry.

Damien smirked. "Don’t look so shocked. I don’t have any use for it anymore."

My stomach turned.

"What... what is this?" I asked hoarsely.

He tilted his head. "A reminder. Of how close I came. You see, Olivia... before we returned from my pack, I had my witch place a spell on you."

I blinked. "A spell?"

"A very special one," he said darkly. "A desire spell. Something subtle... something that would make your body respond to mine. Attraction, chemistry, desire—you wouldn’t even know it was there. You’d just... feel drawn to me."

My mouth went dry.

shook my head, panic rising like bile

the heat of his body licked at my skin. "Tell me, Olivia... why else did you feel drawn to me? Why

hard enough to taste

scent, my presence—it all pulled you in, made you want me against

I felt sick. Dirty.

corners of my eyes, but I refused to

back, shaking my head slowly.

it was a fake, bitter

only one thing from you, Olivia." His voice dropped to a deadly whisper. "To fuck you. To ruin you. To break what my nephews cherished the most... you.

I flinched in horror...

tilting his head slightly,

blinked, confused, staring at

ago," he said softly, almost like regret—but his eyes stayed cruel. "I just didn’t need to go that far. Because in the end, I achieved the

raced. "Which

them. I

painfully in

Not really. Just

legs felt

the underwear and tossed it toward the fireplace without

door but stopped and

in my revenge, I’ll give you this gift..." He smirked. "Your father is alive. Out there. I don’t know exactly where... but he’s alive. Somewhere. Good

he turned and

to the floor, knees hitting the ground with a

So it was true.

My father... was alive.

sob escaped

man I mourned, cried for, begged the Moon Goddess to return—he wasn’t dead. He was out there. Breathing. Existing. And no

Why?

did everyone lie

of all people, be the

to make sense of it all. But one

separated you from

the triplets have possibly done to deserve this level of hatred? What could they have done to a man like

right now...