Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 220: The Decision

Olivia’s POV

Alpha Damien stood still, waiting for my answer. He didn’t rush me, didn’t pressure me, he just waited. But the silence between us felt so loud, so suffocating.

I turned my back to him and faced the cold, cracked wall of the cell. I closed my eyes, trying to breathe, but it was hard. My chest felt too tight.

What choice did I even have?

If I said no... by tomorrow, I’d be dead. My head on the ground, just like in that horrible dream. Gabriel wasn’t bluffing—I saw it in his eyes.

And the triplets?

I tried reaching them... again and again. But nothing. The choker was doing its job. And even if they did feel something was wrong, by the time they figured it out—it would already be too late.

No one was coming.

No one was saving me.

So maybe... maybe Alpha Damien’s deal was the only way out.

A fake death.

A new face.

A life in hiding.

Being his wife in name only.

Just for one year.

I let out a shaky breath and slowly turned back to face him. His eyes met mine, calm but serious.

"I’ll do it," I said, voice low but firm. "I’ll accept the deal."

His face didn’t change, but I saw a small spark of relief in his eyes.

"But..." I raised a finger. "You have to promise me—swear it—that after one year, you’ll let me go. You’ll give me my life back. My face back."

"I swear," he said without hesitation. "After one year, your face will be restored, and you’ll be free to leave. I’ll even remove the bracelet myself."

looking for any hint of a lie... but he looked

I slowly nodded.

have a

I pulled away with a hard swallow, my chest tightening with dread. I didn’t know what I was

off your clothes," he

I blinked, confused. "What?"

needs your clothes—something fresh, something with your scent. That way, when the triplets see them, they won’t doubt it’s

wave washed

that hit differently. I glanced down at the clothes I was wearing. They weren’t much, but they still felt

going to fake it exactly?" I asked, my voice

"That’s not your worry. Just know it’ll be convincing. No one

gave a slow nod. Maybe it was better that way. The less I knew, the

for the hem of my shirt, my heart tightened painfully in my chest. My mind drifted to the triplets—Louis...

What would they feel?

Would they cry? Break?

hate themselves

think

Would they blame themselves?

wanted to hurt them. I just hoped... they stayed safe. That they

months. But Lennox... I knew him too well.

my head, forcing the scary

hands, I stripped off my clothes and quietly handed them

a word, he pulled off

softly. "Let’s

it on, clutching it tightly

"Are you ready?" I nodded

ordered gently, turning toward

trailed after

took felt unreal, like I was walking through someone else’s nightmare. My

hall. They were tall,

cold night air brushed against my skin, making me shiver. My heart was pounding again, not

of black SUVs

men opened the back

to get in, but just as I placed

chill ran down