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.

this time, Gabriel’s energy shifted—subtle, but I felt it.

touch was soft, careful, like he was afraid I’d pull away. My breath hitched slightly, and before I could process what was happening, he leaned

His lips met mine.

more desiring. His hand 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

moment didn’t

me tensed. My body stiffened, and I pulled

I said softly, trying not to make

at first, then quickly nodded and pulled away,

back of his neck. "I got carried away. I

I murmured, forcing a small

embarrassed, and straightened his shirt. "I’ll let you

nodded. "Yes.

gave me one last lingering look, then turned and walked toward

like that.

I couldn’t do this. Not

once. And even though part of me felt bad for how things ended just now...

quickly picked up my phone and dialed a number. It rang

about to contact you," came the voice on the other end of the call. It was Lolita’s uncle—the private investigator I’d

straighter on the bed. My heart beat faster just saying the words out loud. "My father isn’t dead. He’s alive.

was a short pause on

he repeated, surprised. "Are you sure, my

don’t have all the details yet, but I know he’s out there. Someone’s been lying

"Do you have anything else I can use? A

Sir Damon may know

said. "And I’ll update you as

you," I breathed, ending

bed, staring up

to

us. Why had

Why?

from? I wasn’t born with them, and no one in my lineage had been a healer. I had so many questions, and I knew only he

Suddenly, my phone rang.

up quickly. The screen showed an unknown

That was strange.

Nora, Lolita, Gabriel, and Lolita’s uncle had

the screen for a

"Hello?" I said cautiously.

pause on the other

heard a

made my whole chest

"Olivia..."

Lennox.

my hand trembling

begging. "Don’t hang up. I won’t bother you again. I just...

tightened.

voice cracking slightly, "but... we wanted