Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 261: Second Chance Mate

Olivia’s POV

I looked... different.

Beautiful.

Stunning.

My blonde hair had been pulled into a neat bun, delicately adorned with silver pins that shimmered in the light. My face was softly dusted with powder and highlighted in all the right places, giving me a glowing, flawless finish. A bold red lipstick settled on my lips, making me look like someone I barely recognized in the mirror.

"You look so beautiful, my lady," the maid standing beside me said with a warm smile.

I gave her a soft, sad smile in return. "Thank you."

But deep down, my heart ached.

At this moment, I missed Nora and Lolita. My closest friends. My sisters in spirit. They should’ve been here, fussing over my makeup and helping me into my dress while teasing me about the night ahead.

Pain hit my chest. I hadn’t seen them when I went back to the packhouse. Had they been reassigned?

Before I could drown further in my thoughts, a knock landed softly on the door.

"Come in," I said.

The door opened, and there stood Calvin—dressed in a tailored black suit with a red tie that matched my dress. He looked every bit the noble Alpha he was, confident and poised. But when his eyes landed on me, his expression shifted.

For a moment, he just stared.

"Wow..." he said finally, stepping inside. "You look absolutely breathtaking."

A small blush crept to my cheeks. "Thank you."

He walked over, extending his arm with a smirk. "It’s time."

I hesitated for a second, then took his arm as I stood. He glanced down at me with a proud smile, but I could see the concern in his eyes too.

"Are you nervous?" he asked gently.

I let out a slow breath. "A little."

He squeezed my hand. "Don’t be. You’re stronger than anyone in that room. All you have to do tonight... is be you."

holding onto his words like an

the night held—I would face

a smile that was meant to reassure

was cool, brushing against my skin as we walked. I glanced around, taking in the unfamiliar view. This territory... this home... it was supposed to be mine, yet it still felt like a dream I hadn’t quite woken from.

along the path, dressed sharply, their expressions

pack hall. Grand, tall, and lit up like royalty lived

My heart fluttered.

squeezed my hand.

was dry. "As I’ll ever

door opened... and silence fell

eyes turned to us

jewels and silks. A soft hum of whispers rose in the air as I stepped in beside my

My eyes widened slightly.

hard, trying to compose myself, feeling hundreds of

echoed from

"Is that her?"

"The lost one?"

even more beautiful in

me, but it was

down to whisper, "You’re doing great.

gave a small, grateful smile, then turned my gaze across the room again—until my eyes

features, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit. His eyes... impossibly dark, like an endless

growled low in my mind, her presence rising

at Calvin. "Who is

"Him?" he murmured. "He’s a vampire. One of the oldest. From

I stiffened slightly.

a threat," Calvin

sure. His stare felt deeper than curiosity—it felt...

I looked away quickly.

feel his gaze burning

at the center of the room. A single table stood there, dressed in rich velvet and gold accents,

I sat down slowly, smoothing the skirt of my red dress with trembling hands. Calvin stood beside me, raising a hand slightly to

everyone," Calvin began, his voice deep and commanding. "Tonight, you are not just attending another gathering of the supernatural elite. You are here to witness the return of

he continued speaking, something stirred inside me. A strange sensation tickled inside me, it was faint at first...

rose in

She howled.