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."

slowly, holding onto his

night held—I would

to reassure me, he led me out of

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. Correct content is

along the path, dressed sharply, their expressions respectful as they bowed slightly when we passed. Everything looked pristine—elegant

I saw the hall ahead—the pack hall. Grand, tall,

My heart fluttered.

squeezed my hand.

nodded, though my throat was

opened... and silence fell

us as we stepped

silks. A soft hum of whispers rose in the air as I stepped in beside my brother, and I suddenly realized—he hadn’t invited just anyone. This was a gathering of elites. High-ranking Alphas. Beta

My eyes widened slightly.

compose myself, feeling hundreds of

echoed from the

"Is that her?"

"The lost one?"

more beautiful

tried not to let it get to me, but it was overwhelming.

to whisper, "You’re doing great.

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

crowd. Pale skin, sharp features, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit. His eyes... impossibly dark, like an endless night. He

low in my mind, her

at Calvin. "Who is

"He’s a vampire. One of the oldest. From the

I stiffened slightly.

threat," Calvin added

His stare felt deeper than curiosity—it felt... knowing. Like he

I looked away quickly.

then... I could still feel his gaze burning on

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

chair for me, and I sat down slowly, smoothing the skirt of my red dress with trembling hands. Calvin stood

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

him, watching the pride in his expression. But as he continued speaking, something stirred inside me. A strange sensation tickled inside me, it was faint at

suddenly rose

She howled.