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."

any hint

I slowly nodded.

have a

hard swallow, my chest tightening with dread. I didn’t know what I was getting myself into and if I should

off your clothes," he

I blinked, confused. "What?"

your death, remember? My witch needs your clothes—something fresh, something

cold wave

down at the clothes I was wearing. They weren’t much, but they still felt like the last thing tying me to who

it exactly?" I asked, my voice barely above

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

it was better that way. The less I knew,

my heart tightened painfully in my chest. My mind drifted

What would they feel?

Would they cry? Break?

they hate themselves for

they think

Would they blame themselves?

want this. I never wanted to hurt them. I just hoped...

Louis... they could mourn in quiet agony for months. But Lennox... I knew him

shook my head, forcing

off my clothes and quietly handed them to Alpha Damien.

off his jacket and handed

he said softly. "Let’s get you

slipped it on, clutching

"Are you ready?" I nodded but didn’t

Alpha Damien ordered gently,

trailed after

and cold, just like the cell. Every step I took felt unreal, like I was walking through

turned the corner, I saw two men standing guard at the end of the hall. They were tall, dressed in black, and armed. When they saw Alpha Damien, they

out into the open yard behind the mansion. The cold night air brushed against my skin, making me shiver. My heart

row of black SUVs waited

opened the back door

me to get in, but just as I placed my hand on

ran down my