Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 264: Attention

Olivia’s POV

For a moment, I thought they would protest, stand their ground, challenge Calvin, and refuse to leave. And that terrified me. Because just looking at Calvin... I could tell he was close to losing it. His hands were still clenched, his breathing uneven. I had never seen him that angry before, but something told me... if he snapped, it would be catastrophic.

Thankfully, they didn’t push it.

One by one, the triplets gave a reluctant nod, turned around, and walked out.

The moment the door clicked shut behind them, silence fell like a heavy curtain. My wolf whimpered inside me, pacing restlessly, and a strange discomfort bloomed in my chest. She was still howling. Mates...

But I shut her out. I buried the ache deep and kept my face unreadable—even though inside, I was falling apart.

A few seconds passed before Calvin exhaled deeply and turned to me. The anger on his face was gone, replaced with concern. His eyes softened as they landed on me.

"You okay?" he asked gently.

"Yes," I lied.

But I wasn’t okay. Not even close.

I had just confirmed that I was related to the triplets... that our families were sworn enemies... and somehow, impossibly, they were my second chance mates.

The Moon Goddess must really enjoy messing with me.

I hesitated, then asked the question burning in my chest. "Calvin... what happened between our families?"

His jaw tensed slightly, but he shook his head.

"Today is a joyful day," he said calmly. "Let’s not ruin it with old grudges. I’ll tell you everything... soon. Just not tonight."

I wanted to press further. I needed to know. But I could see it in his eyes—he wasn’t going to say more right now.

So I let it go. For now.

He reached for my hand. "Come. Let’s go back to the party. Your guests are waiting."

I didn’t want to. I didn’t feel like celebrating. But I forced a smile, nodding.

Calvin led me back to the hall, and the moment we stepped in, I realized the party had come alive again. Music floated through the air. Glasses clinked. Laughter echoed in distant corners. Guests were chatting, dancing, and sipping wine.

presence was noticed... everything

died down. Heads

entire room’s attention locked onto me—like bees

It was suffocating.

go, nodding toward the crowd. "Go on," he

and

they began to

One by one.

bow, his eyes dark and intense. "Alpha Kade of the Red Fang Pack," he introduced himself. "It’s

a polite smile and a

vampire lord with silver hair and piercing blue eyes. "Lord Vadim of the Eastern Blood Court," he said with a small smirk, taking my hand and pressing a kiss to it. "You’re even more captivating

quickly, trying to mask my discomfort.

warlock draped in midnight-blue robes. A siren prince, a Fae

introduced themselves—some with charm, others with flattery. Their titles varied, but they all had one thing in

Their eyes.

one of them looked at me with the same unsettling hunger. Desire. As if I were a prize to be

too long. Their words dripped with admiration. Some tried to hide it behind

They all wanted me.

wolf growled low inside me, restless and agitated. She didn’t like this. Neither

Trying my best not to

a few feet away, deep in conversation with a woman in flowing green silk, his expression calm and charming. But as if he

Straight at me.

Our eyes locked.

I froze. Caught.

What was wrong with me? Why was I staring? Why

even though I had no

wondered—Who is

to hold back my curiosity, I blurted, "Who is that man?" I asked the Beta in front of me while my

responded. "A vampire lord. One of

slightly. My eyebrows raised. "But he doesn’t

faintly. "That’s the thing about vampires. They stop aging after a certain point. He’s

parted in silent shock.

not to stare

little, vampires were the monsters in bedtime stories. Creatures of the dark. Enemies of werewolves. I still remembered those stories clearly—wolves and vampires at war, blood spilled for

how the great wars ended. Peace treaties signed. The vampires vowed to drink only animal blood or