Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 214: Can’t Leave

Olivia’s POV

I sat anxiously on my bed, my mind racing with thoughts of how to tell Gabriel that I would be leaving tomorrow. Ever since my encounter with him last night, I hadn’t been able to sleep. I felt like I was suffocating... like if I dared to close my eyes, someone would attack me. That was how terrified and panicked I had become. I couldn’t explain it, but these dark, dreadful thoughts wouldn’t leave my mind.

"Pack your things and leave... you don’t have to inform him first," my wolf urged.

Agreeing with her, I stood to my feet, ready to pack my few belongings. But then a knock came at my door, and my heart leapt into my throat. I caught the scent instantly and knew it was Gabriel. Strange... when had I started panicking at his presence?

He knocked again, and I swallowed hard, forcing my mouth to open.

"Come in," I whispered, my voice trembling. "The door’s open."

The door pushed open and Gabriel stepped in, holding a massive bouquet of red roses in one hand and two elegantly wrapped gift boxes in the other. He looked calm, like nothing really happened last night.

"I came to apologize," he said gently, closing the door behind him. "For the way I spoke to you yesterday... I was angry. But I had no right to take it out on you."

I stared at him, my lips pressed tightly together. I was supposed to feel something... gratitude, forgiveness... but I felt nothing. Just a cold, suffocating feeling that wouldn’t lift.

He moved a little closer, holding out the roses. "These are for you."

I didn’t reach for them. I didn’t even move.

"I need to leave," I said quietly.

His hand froze mid-air. "What?"

words out without letting my gaze meet his.

frown carved itself deep into his

"You’re lying."

caught at the sight of the anger in

low but filled with annoyance. I didn’t answer. I didn’t need to. The silence was loud

back, the flowers still in his hand, now wilting from the way his grip

you leave," he said finally, his voice colder now. "Not like this. Not while you’re angry with me. Not when I know you have nowhere else to go. You really think

the

he said without looking at me. "But you’re

door behind. With a pounding heart, I stared at the door, already feeling like

growled angrily inside

tell him you can take care of

was racing, my panic

the living room—only to freeze as I spotted Gabriel giving quiet orders to a group of men. His brows knitted when he noticed me with my bags, but before either

Abigail wheeling

going?" she asked, sounding angry. My brow furrowed. Why was she sounding this way? I thought she was supposed to be happy

I thought that’s what you wanted..." I began, but she cut

what I want," she spat, her voice trembling with

of fear twisted through my stomach. Still, I forced myself to

filled with annoyance. "That’s enough, Abigail!" he barked. "I told you I will handle

way, Gabriel!" she hissed. "Look at you! You’ve

My heart jumped. What?

frowned, his jaw tightening. "Stop

got you wrapped around her little finger, and you’re too blind to see it. But I see it,