Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 221

Chapter 221: A Miracle

Olivia’s POV

"Olivia."

The voice was so familiar.

I opened my eyes slowly, blinking away the blur.

And there she was—sitting right beside me in the backseat of the moving car.

Her.

The older woman who looked exactly like me.

The one I saw on the rooftop.

The one from my dream...

She was here again.

But somehow... I already knew this wasn’t real.

"This is a dream... isn’t it?" I whispered, barely able to speak the words.

She gave a small nod, her eyes calm. "Yes."

I swallowed hard, my heart racing even though I wasn’t awake. "Why do you keep showing up? Who are you?"

She didn’t answer right away. Her eyes turned to the window, watching the road pass in silence. Then she said quietly, "You escaped your first death, Olivia... and that alone is a miracle."

My breath caught in my throat. First death?

She looked at me again. "But don’t think you’re free. The life you’re living now... this path you’re on... is your punishment."

"Punishment?" I echoed, confused.

"Your life has already been plotted before you were born," she said, her voice almost like the wind. "For the secrets that surround your bloodline. You may not have asked for any of it, but the price still follows you."

I frowned. "I don’t understand."

"You will," she replied softly. "But you need to grow up, Olivia. You can’t keep seeing the world as black and white. Nothing is ever that simple. Look deeper. Look past what you’ve been told. And you’ll find your answers."

I stared at her, wanting to ask more—but she was already fading. Her voice echoing like it was being carried away by the wind.

"Keep your eyes open, Olivia. The truth is closer than you think."

And then—

She was gone.

Just like that.

And I woke up with a small gasp, still in the back seat of the moving car... Alpha Damien beside me, eyes forward, like nothing had happened.

I swallowed hard and slowly leaned my head back against the seat.

What was happening?

What was all this?

she keep

look just

she mean about my life being "plotted before I was

Nothing made sense anymore.

the car slowed...

lifted my head and looked

were on a private

sleek, silver private jet—its lights glowing softly

air brushing against my skin as I stepped onto the tarmac. His men were already around,

word, Alpha Damien led me toward

at the

Then I climbed up.

seats, warm lighting, and the low hum of soft

and glanced at the small digital clock near

2:04 AM.

Damien sat across from me, giving quick instructions

just like that... the

plane began to

closed my eyes, feeling it

stung my eyes, but I

We’ll stop there first... she’s already completed the ritual. All that’s left is for you to arrive so she can perform the final part," Alpha Damien said

hoping that when I opened them, I’d realize all this was just

a moment... I let

didn’t have to get

no one wanted my head

forged letters were sent to

they didn’t hurt

pictured myself

In the triplets’ arms.

in my ear just to make

my hair behind my ear and kissing my forehead like I was the

firmly, protectively, like nothing could ever hurt

sitting under the moonlight, our laughter echoing through the trees as we

us dancing

No enemies.

No witches.

No pain.

Just us.

Happy.

Together.

for a few minutes... it felt

I could almost feel Lennox’s heartbeat against

Levi

Louis’

as sleep pulled

But then—

"Wake up."

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