Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 272: Meeting My Mother

Olivia’s POV

A knock landed on my door, and I instantly knew it was Calvin.

"Come in," I called softly.

The door creaked open, and Calvin stepped in with a warm smile spreading across his face the moment his eyes met mine. I was starting to get used to that smile—the way it lit up like just seeing me made his whole day better.

"Good morning," I greeted, rising to my feet.

"Morning," he replied as he stepped further into the room. "How was your night?"

I smiled and lied, "It was great."

The truth? It wasn’t.

All night, I’d tossed and turned, thoughts of the triplets haunting my mind. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake them off. Their faces, their voices, their touch... it was like a ghost that wouldn’t leave.

But I couldn’t tell Calvin that.

He nodded slowly, maybe sensing something behind my smile. "Come with me. I want you to meet Mother."

My breath caught.

Our mother?

My heart skipped a beat.

I wasn’t sure what to expect. I was anxious but also... strangely eager. He led the way, and I followed him through a quiet hallway. The air grew cooler the deeper we walked, and the walls dimmed with shadow as we turned into a passage I hadn’t seen before.

Finally, we reached a door at the very end.

It was old, carved with strange symbols I couldn’t read.

Calvin pushed it open gently, and the scent of herbs and age washed over us as we stepped inside.

The room was dimly lit by a few flickering candles placed around the corners. It was silent... heavy... like time stood still here.

And in the center, was a bed.

My steps slowed.

There—lying still and lifeless on the bed—was a woman.

My breath caught in my throat as I drew closer.

Her face.

I’d seen it before.

At the rooftop.

In my dreams.

This was her.

Calvin stood beside me, his voice low. "Meet our mother."

My eyes widened as I looked at him, then back at the woman who looked like she was having a peaceful sleep.

"She’s in a spiritual coma.

sting in my eyes. "Can’t she be

his jaw tight with pain. "No healer has been able to help her," he murmured. "They’ve

years

to him slowly. "What if I try? What if I use my abilities?

at me then gently shook

You don’t even know the full range of what you’re capable of. If anything goes wrong..." His voice trailed off, but I saw

losing her

Fear of losing me.

he added. "But not now. Please. Finish your training

I wasn’t ready yet—not

stepped closer to the bed. Slowly, I reached

swallowed back the lump in

I whispered, my thumb brushing lightly over her fingers. "I’m Olivia... your

cheek,

can’t wait to really meet you one day. To hear your

at Calvin,

you back. Just hold

squeeze of her hand,

flashed me a weak smile before leading me out

the lighter part of the hallway, Calvin

a few meetings to attend," he said quietly. "Pack matters. I’ll come check on

him

wanted to say more but ended up just nodding

my room, my thoughts

mother... had shifted something deep inside me. She was real. She was here. And now

edge of my bed, replaying her peaceful face in my mind

A maid peeked in.

with a small bow, "Alpha Joel of the Stone Pack is

blinked, confused.

waiting

sighed. Calvin had told me to get used

smoothing my hair.

downstairs and entered

man stood near the window, hands in his pockets. He

My steps slowed slightly.

He was handsome.

dark shirt and fitted jeans, with a calm, confident look that made it hard to guess he was an Alpha. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties, with neat dark hair, sharp cheekbones, and eyes that seemed to observe everything without missing

politely and stepped

"It’s a pleasure to

nod, still watching

Joel. No need for

gave a

to your welcome celebration.

said politely. "Alphas are usually

properly," he continued. "Also, I would like to request that you give me

raised a brow slightly but kept

who had asked me to dinner, and

exchanged a few more polite words, I kept my smile intact, though my thoughts were elsewhere. He was kind, charming even... but I barely knew him, and his invitation to dinner, while flattering, felt like another weight being placed on my already

finally left, I exhaled quietly and made my way

inside, I let

room was

of the bed and looked around. The space felt beautiful but

supposed to