Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 233: Connection With The Strange Woman

Levi’s POV

An awkward silence hung in the air. Not the kind of silence that brought peace—but the heavy, suffocating kind that made your chest feel too tight and your thoughts too loud.

None of us spoke. None of us needed to. Ever since she arrived... we hadn’t been the same. We were all thinking it. All feeling it. But none of us wanted to say it out loud. She couldn’t be our second-chance mate. The universe couldn’t be that cruel. And yet, nothing else explained the pull. The way her scent made something in us calm, the way her eyes—haunted and too familiar—cut deeper than they should’ve. We hadn’t accepted the body we found as Olivia’s. We hadn’t fully let her go. And now, this woman... this stranger... she had stirred everything back up.

A knock broke the silence, and instinctively, we all looked up. We should’ve told whoever it was to go away. But when I caught the scent... and the voice followed, I changed my mind.

"It’s Dustin," came the voice from the other side.

"Come in," I said.

Dustin stepped inside, shutting the door quietly behind him.

"I have news," he announced.

We sat up straighter. For the first time in hours, maybe the whole day.

He continued, "Silas has been found. Our men tracked him down in South Korea. He’s being brought back as we speak. If all goes well, he’ll be here by tomorrow night."

A collective exhale escaped our lips.

Finally.

We were convinced he was paid, manipulated by someone who wanted to ruin everything between us and Olivia. And now, we’d get the truth out of him.

"Thank you, Dustin," I said, nodding.

But he didn’t leave. His expression told us he had something more to say.

"What else?" I asked.

"The funeral," he said quietly. "Preparations have started. I thought you’d want to know."

My chest tightened.

The word funeral still felt like poison in my mouth.

Lennox, voice low and hoarse, finally spoke. "Supervise everything for us. Please."

Dustin nodded and left the room.

The room went back to its usual quietness until another knock. This time, it was lighter. Softer.

A maid peeked through the door. "Dinner is ready, Alphas."

We were about to wave her off, like we had the past three nights. We hadn’t eaten. Couldn’t stomach the idea of food since Olivia’s... death.

But then the thought hit me.

She would be there.

Damien’s wife.

woman who made my wolf stir. The

anything. Neither did Louis. But

need

three days—we were going to eat. Just to see

dining room, the sight that

There she was.

Sitting beside Damien.

he said. He reached out and tucked a strand

back at him. And then her eyes... flicked to us. Just for a

And my heart stopped.

a look from this stranger could steal my breath away. I

come," Mother said from across the table, sounding genuinely pleased.

on our plates went untouched for a moment until I forced myself to take a bite. It didn’t taste like

wasn’t here for food

eye, I saw Damien take her hand, kissing her knuckles like they were in some damn romance novel. "I’m sorry, my love," he said softly, just loud enough for all of us to hear, "that we’re spending this time here instead of on our honeymoon. This wasn’t what I wanted

a smile so sweet, so calm, it made me feel

brushing her thumb across his hand.

clattered against the plate before

his hand on the table

his wife. His voice wasn’t loud—but it was sharp. Raged. "This pack is mourning. If you want to flirt and play the happy

went dead

thickened like

just anger I heard in

It was something else.

Jealousy.

same thing that was

that—like they were in love, like they belonged

lip. Damien, surprisingly, didn’t argue. He

a pause, his tone

phone rang, and he excused himself. The moment he left, my eyes fell on her and I could see her uneasiness... clearly, she wasn’t comfortable. Before any of us could say

excuse me... I beg to take my leave," she said hastily, and didn’t wait for anyone to respond before

go after her—to follow her. But I forced myself to stare down at my untouched

on my plate, but every bite felt like sand in my

moment

after her. Ask her why she looked so uneasy. Ask her why the

clenched my jaw, trying to suppress the

I stood up from the table, ignoring the way Louis shot me a knowing look. Lennox

get back to my room and calm my racing

heading toward my room, but halfway down the hallway, I saw

the wall, gasping for

My heart dropped.