Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 252: Who Is He

Olivia’s POV

He walked slowly to the chair across from me and sat, leaning back. His gaze never left mine. There was something different in his eyes now. Confusion. Maybe a little curiosity.

He studied me like I was some puzzle that didn’t fit his plan.

"You keep talking like you know something I don’t," he muttered finally. "What deal? What truth?"

I didn’t answer. I just stared at him, silently. Because even though I had nothing left... I still had my secrets. And if this was going to be the end, I’d choose how it finished.

His jaw tensed when I didn’t respond, and he leaned forward a little, his voice dropping. "You made mention of the triplets... do you mean Lennox, Levi, and Louis? Alphas of The full moon pack."

My throat tightened. I swallowed hard. He knew. He knew exactly who I meant. Still, I said nothing.

"You’re Damien’s wife," he said slowly, studying my every twitch, every breath. "So what did you mean by he should tell them the truth someday? What truth?"

I held his stare, but I didn’t open my mouth. Because I remembered what Damien told me once. That it was better if Olivia stayed dead... because there were people who would kill her if they ever learned she was alive.

I didn’t trust Damien. But in that moment... I believed him.

I thought of the woman in my dream. The one who told me I had escaped my first death. Maybe it was better to let Olivia stay dead.

So I finally spoke—but only what I chose to say.

"Alpha Damien isn’t stepping down," I said clearly. "You picked the wrong person."

His eyes narrowed. I tilted my chin. "He married me as a campaign. That’s all. He doesn’t love me. Everything he did... everything he said... was just an act."

I gave him a bitter smile. "And you believed it. You fell for it."

hard.

I said quietly. "It’s always

"Then why did you marry

my parents

out a sigh, tired and hollow. "Do whatever you

More tired than I’d ever been

together. For the first time, I saw something in his eyes

eyes narrowing slightly again. "Are you human?"

a blank face. "Yes," I lied.

long moment, his lips slightly parted.

Damien’s played me," he muttered

us. It

back at me. "What’s the thing you wanted Damien to tell the triplets?" he asked carefully. "You

interested in the triplets. I drew in a slow breath, picking my words

was married to Damien... I

his eyes—the shift. The shock. He

"And they?" he asked.

sadly. "They’ll never know. And maybe that’s

an angry scoff and stood to his feet. He paced around the empty room with his hands tucked

killing me, not like I’m even scared of death... right now it felt like I needed death more than anything. Death didn’t seem scary anymore. It felt like the only rest I’d

pacing and turned to face me, frustration

you?" he asked bitterly. "Hmm? What do you think I should

flinching. "Let me

answer. Then he

think I’m a monster, don’t you?" he asked. "Is that what you see when

have to. He saw the answer