Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 244: Should Be Thankful

Olivia’s POV

My eyes widened as I struggled to wrap my head around what Alpha Damien had just said.

"Now can you move away?" he groaned, already reaching for the door.

But I shook my head stubbornly. "No."

There was no way I was letting him leave. Not until I had answers. I couldn’t keep living in the dark.

"I have more questions to ask," I said firmly.

The look he gave me made it clear he was running out of patience—but I didn’t care.

"Why did you kill her?" I demanded. "You killed her... just for this, didn’t you? To make all this work?"

Alpha Damien’s eyes darkened. An irritated frown settled over his expression.

"And what makes you think I killed her?" he asked coldly.

I hesitated.

He stepped closer, his voice sharp with anger now. "What do you take me for, Olivia? A monster? A heartless man who slaughters innocent girls for convenience? Is that how you see me?"

I didn’t answer.

He scoffed, the anger in him growing deeper. "You should be on your knees thanking me."

"What?" I breathed, confused.

"I saved your fucking life," he snapped. "And I’m not just talking about Alpha Gabriel. You think he’s the only one who wants you gone?"

My brows furrowed deeper.

He pointed to the window like he could still see the crowd below. "There are people in this pack... and beyond... who would pay anything to see you dead. You don’t even know the half of it."

I swallowed hard.

"Being dead to them," he continued bitterly, "is the only thing keeping you alive. You should be grateful, Olivia. You’re safe. You’re breathing. And you get to keep your heart beating because of me."

to respond, but he

said, voice low and full of anger. "Because not everyone who lies to you is trying to hurt

he stepped back and reached for the door

before walking out

like that, I was

to the bed and sat on the edge... What did he mean? Who else wanted

couldn’t piece anything together. The truth felt like a puzzle with half the pieces purposely hidden—and

being dead to the world? And if so... why were there people determined to

still faintly hear the murmurs, the music, the quiet sound of people grieving

And somewhere in

———

my eyes

dry. I sat up, groggy and disoriented. The clock on

must’ve ended hours

I stood and padded toward

quiet now. Everyone must have retired to bed after

stairs, I slowed

farther and peeked from behind the

living room, standing in front of the fireplace, was

arms folded

And facing her—was Levi.

face was stony, jaw tight, eyes

held my breath

to keep staying in your room," Levi

Anita flinched.

his arms. "We don’t want to see your face. Not right

skipped

Like grief

slowly, biting her lip. "I understand,"

didn’t say

turned and walked

of them could

Anita to leave, but she didn’t... instead she stayed by the fireplace and I couldn’t go back to my room, so I stepped

my footsteps, she looked up and stared at me blankly... she believed I

her now, I could tell everything was taking its toll on her... the vibrant Anita

she said softly, her voice

keep walking—but I couldn’t. That would seem cold.