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.

felt it. His eyes remained gentle, watching me as if

behind my ear. His touch was soft, careful, like he was afraid I’d pull

His lips met mine.

tentative at first—then deeper, more desiring. His hand moved to the side of my face, holding me there like he didn’t want to let go.

moment didn’t

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

I—I’m tired," I said softly, trying not to make it sound like rejection,

stunned at first, then quickly nodded and pulled away, his cheeks

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

I murmured, forcing a

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

"Yes.

one last lingering look, then turned and walked toward the door.

to be turned away like that.

couldn’t do this.

And even though part of me felt bad for

phone and dialed a number. It rang a

other end of the call. It was Lolita’s uncle—the private investigator I’d hired to look into

just saying the words out loud. "My father isn’t dead. He’s alive. And I need to find out where he

on the other end

repeated, surprised. "Are

sure," I replied. "I don’t have all the details yet, but I know he’s out there. Someone’s been lying to me... and I need

digging immediately," he said. "Do you have anything else I can use?

I believe Sir Damon may know something.

be careful," he said. "And I’ll update you as soon

breathed,

bed, staring up at the

to

alive and never contacted us. Why had he been hiding? Pretending

Why?

and no one in my lineage had been a healer. I had so

Suddenly, my phone rang.

up quickly. The

That was strange.

and Lolita’s uncle

fingers hovered over the screen for a second. Then

"Hello?" I said cautiously.

a brief pause on

heard a voice I hadn’t

voice that made my

"Olivia..."

Lennox.

froze, my hand

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

tightened. I

mind link," he added, his voice cracking