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...

down.

the entire room’s attention

It was suffocating.

toward the crowd. "Go on," he whispered. "Meet them.

and

began to

One by one.

He gave a respectful bow, his eyes dark and intense. "Alpha Kade of

polite smile

of the Eastern Blood Court," he said with a small smirk, taking my hand

quickly, trying to mask my discomfort. "Thank you for

then a warlock draped in midnight-blue robes. A siren

introduced themselves—some with charm, others with flattery. Their titles varied,

Their eyes.

at me with the same unsettling hunger. Desire. As if I were a prize to be claimed...

admiration. Some tried to hide it behind respect,

They all wanted me.

growled low inside me, restless and agitated. She

silent. Composed. Trying my best not to think of the

through the crowd and found that same vampire who had caught my eye when I first entered. He stood a few feet away, deep in conversation with a woman in flowing green silk, his expression calm and charming. But as if he sensed my

Straight at me.

Our eyes locked.

I froze. Caught.

away, swallowing hard as heat crawled up my neck. What was wrong with me? Why was I staring? Why did it feel

on the Beta still speaking to me, nodding politely even though I had no idea what he

is he,

the Beta in front of me while my eyes flicked back to the vampire’s direction. This time, he wasn’t looking at

the Beta responded. "A vampire lord.

eyebrows raised. "But

thing about vampires. They stop aging after a certain point. He’s well

lips parted in silent

tried not to

little, vampires were the monsters in bedtime stories. Creatures of the dark. Enemies of

I’d read in old books how the great wars ended. Peace treaties signed. The vampires vowed to drink only animal blood or blood