Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 208: A Call From Them

Olivia’s POV

"Perhaps she’s heard the rumors... maybe she knows I was once mated—married—to the triplets. Maybe that’s why she isn’t happy with me being here. Maybe she doesn’t want me for her brother..."

If that was the case, then... I understood her.

A soft knock pulled me from my thoughts. I inhaled quietly, and from the scent alone, I already knew it was Gabriel.

"Come in," I called gently. "The door’s open."

The door creaked as it pushed open. Gabriel stepped in and closed it quietly behind him. He gave me a warm, welcoming smile before walking over to the bed and sitting beside me.

"So... do you like your room?" he asked.

I smiled and nodded. "Yes. But it’s a bit too extravagant for someone like me," I added with a small laugh.

Gabriel chuckled. "You deserve more than that, Olivia," he said, his tone sincere.

I looked down, his words making my heart warm for a moment. A comfortable silence settled between us—quiet, but not awkward. Just peaceful.

Then Gabriel’s eyes lifted to my neck.

"Their marks..." he said softly, "they’re gone."

I instinctively raised a hand to my neck and nodded. I had almost forgotten about them. The mating marks. The ones I had carried for months. They had vanished after the rejection.

"Yes," I said, my voice low, but loud enough for him to hear. "I rejected them. A couple of hours ago."

Gabriel’s eyes widened in surprise, as if he hadn’t expected that.

There was a pause, and then he leaned in slightly, his voice gentler now. "And... are you happy, Olivia?"

I opened my mouth to answer quickly—too quickly. "Yes," I said with a smile.

But deep down, I felt something twist inside me.

Was I really happy?

Or was I just trying to convince myself I was?

Gabriel reached for my wrist and gently traced his fingers along the bracelet I wore. "This is beautiful," he murmured, admiring it.

I looked down at it too, my chest tightening.

"It’s a gift," I replied quietly. "From them..."

The words left a bitter taste in my mouth. Slowly, I unclasped the bracelet, my fingers trembling slightly. I stared at it for a second longer before placing it gently on the bed beside me.

"I don’t want anything that reminds me of them," I whispered.

hung between us again. But this time, Gabriel’s energy shifted—subtle, but I felt it. His eyes remained gentle, watching

a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His touch was soft, careful, like he was afraid I’d pull away. My breath hitched slightly,

His lips met mine.

moved to the side of my face, holding me there like he didn’t want to let go. And for a second, I let myself melt into it. I let myself believe I could want

moment didn’t

drawing me closer, something inside me tensed. My body stiffened, and I pulled back gently, placing a hand

I said softly, trying not to make

stunned at first, then quickly

the back of his neck.

okay," I murmured, forcing a small

little embarrassed, and straightened his shirt. "I’ll let you get some rest. I’ll see you at

nodded. "Yes.

turned and walked toward the door. I watched him go, guilt slowly

deserve to be turned away like that. He was kind. Gentle. Everything I should

couldn’t do

happening to me at once. And even though part of me felt

my phone and dialed a number. It rang a few times

came the voice on the other end of the

I said firmly, sitting up straighter on the bed. My heart beat faster just saying the words out loud. "My father isn’t dead. He’s alive.

a short pause on the other end

"Are you sure,

yet, but I know he’s out there. Someone’s been lying

said. "Do you have anything else I can

"But I believe Sir Damon may know something. Or someone close to him

"And I’ll update

breathed, ending the

on the bed, staring up at the ceiling,

to find my

to know why he was alive and never contacted us.

Why?

them, and no one in my lineage

Suddenly, my phone rang.

quickly. The screen showed an

That was strange.

Gabriel, and Lolita’s

the screen for a second.

"Hello?" I said cautiously.

a brief pause on the other

heard a voice I

voice that made my whole

"Olivia..."

Lennox.

my hand

soft, almost begging. "Don’t hang up. I won’t bother you again.

throat tightened.

the mind link," he added, his voice cracking slightly, "but... we wanted to hear your voice. Just