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.

dead," he continued. "She’s in a spiritual coma. Has been like

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

"No healer has been able to

chest ached. Ten years of

if I try? What if I use my abilities? Maybe I can reach her. Maybe I can pull

at me then

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

of losing

Fear of losing me.

my only hope, Olivia," he added. "But not now. Please. Finish your training

understanding. I wasn’t ready

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

swallowed back the

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

cheek,

wait to really meet you one day. To hear

glancing at Calvin, then

bring you back. Just

last squeeze of her hand, I stepped

before leading me

lighter part of the hallway, Calvin turned

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

nodded, giving him a small

wanted to say more but ended up just nodding

my room, my thoughts

had shifted something deep inside me. She was real. She was here. And now I understood why Calvin carried so much weight

bed, replaying her peaceful face in my mind when a soft knock pulled me out of my

A maid peeked in.

Olivia," she said with a small bow, "Alpha Joel

confused. "Alpha

waiting

Calvin had told me

hair. "I’ll be there

made my way downstairs and entered the large

stood near the window, hands in

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, with neat

politely and stepped

"It’s a

small nod, still watching him carefully.

chuckled. "Please—just Joel.

a

to make it to your welcome celebration. I was caught up in urgent

I said politely. "Alphas are usually

continued. "Also, I would like to request that you give me the opportunity of taking you to dinner

but kept my tone neutral.

to dinner, and it was already beginning to suffocate

thoughts were elsewhere. He was kind, charming even... but I barely knew him, and

and made my way back to

stepped inside, I let out a

was quiet. Too

sat on the edge of the bed and looked around. The space felt beautiful but unfamiliar. Like it belonged to