Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 230

Chapter 230: Back Home

Olivia’s POV

There was a tense silence inside the private jet. The hum of the engine filled the cabin, but my mind was louder, racing with fear, doubt, and a hundred unanswered questions.

I was going back.

Back to the Full Moon Pack.

Back to the triplets.

It had only been a week... just a week since I last saw them. But with everything that had happened, it felt like years.

So much had changed.

I sat stiffly in my seat, hands curled tightly in my lap, eyes glued to the clouds outside the window. My heart thudded against my ribs like it wanted out. I didn’t know what I would find when I got there.

Would they recognize me?

Should I even tell them?

Should I expose everything—tell them the truth?

That I was alive. That this face wasn’t mine. That I was wearing someone else’s identity. That Alpha Damien had faked my death and trapped me in a life I never chose.

My fingers trembled.

Maybe... maybe they could help me.

Maybe—

"Olivia," Damien’s voice sliced through my thoughts like a blade.

I turned slowly, my heart skipping.

He was seated beside me, calm as ever, sipping from a glass of wine like the world was under his control... perhaps not the world, but I was under his control.

"I want to show you something," he said smoothly, placing his glass on the table and reaching into his pocket.

I watched warily as he pulled out a small, sleek remote.

"What—"

Suddenly, pain.

A sharp, violent jolt tore through my body.

I couldn’t even scream.

My lungs seized up. My vision blurred. My entire chest felt like it was being crushed from the inside out.

The pain was electric—burning, choking, stabbing—and then...

It stopped.

It only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like I was dying.

When it finally stopped, I slumped against the seat, trembling. My eyes burned with tears as I tried to pull in a shaky breath.

My hands flew to my wrist, where the gold bracelet sat—innocent-looking and beautiful... but deadly.

Damien leaned closer, his voice low but threatening. "I can kill you in less than a minute with that."

My whole body shook. I stared at him, wide-eyed, my chest heaving.

any ideas, Olivia. You and I had a deal. One year. You keep your mouth shut. You play the perfect little Luna wife.

back, watching me like a snake waiting

tapped the remote gently, "you

slowly, forcing myself to breathe

satisfied.

up his

wasn’t just to subdue my

I

stretched like a map I once knew by heart. I swallowed hard as

We were here.

The Full Moon Pack.

place I once

airstrip. Damien stood and adjusted the cuff

"Let’s go."

down the stairs slowly, the heat of the afternoon sun instantly hitting me. The air here

Familiar.

Painfully familiar.

and we slid into the back seat. Damien remained composed beside me, scrolling through his phone as if nothing had happened back

rumbled to life and the SUV began to roll down the familiar dirt path leading into the Full

The roads hadn’t changed.

glimpses of the training grounds far in the distance and the old watchtower that once stood

Everything looked the same.

nothing felt

house—I saw the

still believed

My chest tightened.

wide-open courtyard.

before

Home.

But not really.

driver stepped out

out first, buttoning his

shielding my eyes from the

This was it.

soil where I had once laughed,

was back in the Full Moon

this time, I

first person I noticed was Sir Damon, who stood at the entrance, and with him was Lady Fiona. I swallowed hard, wondering if they would recognize me, but I doubted

his arm around my waist, and I flinched inwardly. His touch disgusted me—but I had to play the

The pack house looked deadly silent. It was as if everyone was walking on eggshells, scared

scanned around, practically searching

Where were they?

to see them... I

where Sir Damon and Lady Fiona stood, Alpha Damien introduced

is my wife, Luna

Lady Fiona stepped forward. Her eyes met

"welcome. We’re

I froze.

of my being screamed in

let go, I forced a tight

kind," I muttered,

up to tuck a strand of

lovely. So radiant. I was wondering if you two would like separate rooms

cutting her off before she could finish the thought. His tone was light but firm, leaving no

a polite laugh. "Of course. I only

nodded silently, my face blank. But inside, questions,

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