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.

I shook my head, panic rising like bile in

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

lip hard

he said darkly. "Because of my spell. My scent, my presence—it all pulled

I felt sick. Dirty.

eyes, but

back, shaking my head slowly.

smiled... but it was a

a deadly whisper. "To fuck you. To ruin you. To

I flinched in horror...

he continued, tilting his head slightly,

confused, staring

you that way... because you reminded me too much of someone I lost long 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,

raced.

again, cruel and victorious. "I separated you from them. I shattered the bond. I made sure you got

painfully in

was always the real plan, Olivia," he said softly. "Not to touch you. Not really. Just to break you away from them. To take from them what they

felt weak

picked up the underwear and tossed it toward the fireplace without looking. It landed in the flames and vanished

the door but

reward for being the perfect pawn in my revenge, I’ll give you this gift..." He smirked. "Your father is alive. Out

he turned

hitting the ground with a soft thud. The truth twisted in my chest like

So it was true.

My father... was alive.

dry sob escaped my

to return—he wasn’t dead. He was out

Why?

did everyone lie

all people, be the one to tell

slowly, trying to make sense of it all. But one thing echoed in my

you

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

right now... I