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."

nodded slowly, holding onto

night held—I

a smile that was meant to reassure me, he led me out of the

air 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

a warm golden glow over the courtyard. Guards stood along the path, dressed sharply, their expressions respectful as they bowed slightly when we passed. Everything looked pristine—elegant and

hall ahead—the pack hall. Grand,

My heart fluttered.

my

though my throat was dry. "As

opened... and silence

us as

hall was enormous, and every single guest was dressed in deep wine colors, elegant gowns and sharp suits, adorned with jewels and silks. A soft hum of whispers rose in the air as I stepped in beside my brother, and I suddenly

My eyes widened slightly.

hard, trying to compose myself, feeling

from

"Is that her?"

"The lost one?"

more beautiful

tried not to let it get to me, but it was overwhelming. My grip on Calvin’s arm

leaned down to whisper, "You’re

then turned my gaze across the

Pale skin, sharp features, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit. His eyes... impossibly dark, like an endless night. He didn’t smile. He didn’t blink.

growled low in my mind, her presence

shifted uncomfortably, glancing at Calvin.

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

I stiffened slightly.

threat," Calvin added

felt... knowing. Like he could see things others

I looked away quickly.

his gaze burning on the back

the room. A single table stood there, dressed in rich velvet and

the skirt of my red dress with trembling hands. Calvin stood beside

another gathering of the supernatural elite. You are here to witness the return

his expression. But as he continued speaking, something stirred inside

rose in full

She howled.