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.

a spiritual coma. Has been like this for the past

the sting in my eyes. "Can’t she be healed?" I

pain. "No healer has been able to

chest ached. Ten years of being like

What if I use

me then gently

of what you’re capable of. If anything goes wrong..." His voice trailed off, but I saw the fear

of losing

Fear of losing me.

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

I wasn’t ready

the bed. Slowly, I reached out and gently took her hand in mine.

the lump

thumb brushing lightly over her fingers. "I’m Olivia... your daughter.

slid down my cheek,

can’t wait to really meet you one day.

Calvin, then back at

promise," I whispered, "I’ll bring you

one last squeeze of her

me a weak smile before leading

the lighter part of the hallway, Calvin turned to

quietly. "Pack matters.

nodded, giving him a small smile.

like he wanted to say more but ended up

returned to my

She was

her peaceful face in my mind when a soft knock

A maid peeked in.

a small bow, "Alpha Joel

blinked, confused. "Alpha

waiting

had told me

hair.

my way downstairs and entered the

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

My steps slowed slightly.

He was handsome.

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,

politely

warmly. "It’s a pleasure

small nod, still watching him carefully. "You

chuckled. "Please—just Joel. No need for

a

to make it to your welcome celebration. I was

alright," I said politely. "Alphas are usually

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

brow slightly but kept

to

though my thoughts were elsewhere. He was kind, charming even... but

he finally left, I exhaled quietly and

moment I stepped inside, I let out

room was quiet.

looked around. The space felt beautiful but

I supposed to survive