Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 280

Chapter 280: We Meet

Olivia’s POV

I found myself standing outside the Nightshade Pack house, the cold breeze brushing against my face like a quiet slap.

I hugged my arms around myself, drawing in a shaky breath.

I hadn’t meant to come here. But my wolf had brought me... maybe she just needed space. Maybe I did too.

Either way, I was here now.

And I needed to clear my head.

So I started to walk.

I hadn’t really explored this pack. I’d been here for days, but always locked away in my room. I didn’t even know what the streets looked like or where they led.

With no particular direction, I followed the winding path into the heart of the territory.

It was quiet. Peaceful.

Houses lined the path, some simple and modest, others larger and regal. Children ran across the yards, their laughter echoing faintly. I passed warriors in training gear, older omegas tending to gardens, and a pair of elders sitting beneath a tree, sipping tea and chatting like time didn’t exist.

They saw me. All of them.

And as soon as they recognized who I was... they froze.

Surprise lit up their eyes. Some stood straighter. Others lowered their heads in respect.

I didn’t know what they saw when they looked at me.

But still, they bowed.

I nodded politely, offering a small smile as I walked past. I didn’t want respect... I didn’t want attention. I just needed air.

Eventually, I reached a quaint street with a few small shops—a bookstore, a flower stall, and a little café with a wooden sign swinging gently in the breeze. The smell of roasted beans and baked bread spilled out into the street, warm and comforting.

I was about to pass it when something caught my eye.

Through the large glass window of the café, I saw someone sitting by herself, a tall glass of coffee in hand.

I stopped.

My heart dropped.

My eyes widened.

I knew that

I

table, as she

didn’t even know how I felt. This was the first time I was actually seeing her, and I had no idea what to do. Should I pretend I didn’t see

following my instinct, I walked toward the small coffee

of coffee and cinnamon hitting my nose. The few people inside turned briefly, their eyes widening when they

gaze was locked

hadn’t seen

facing the window, her chin resting in one palm, her fingers idly stirring her drink as she stared outside. She looked troubled. Like someone who had

still for a moment, just watching her. My chest tightened. She was my half-sibling... my

again, and maybe it was the clink of the spoon or the shift in the air, but she finally looked

blood drain from her face. Her hand froze mid-air.

She recognized me instantly.

"Olivia..." she whispered.

seemed she knew me

smile and moved closer, while she stood up slowly, looking

what to say. My heart thudded in my chest as I gave her a

my

surprise,

Sofia stepped forward and pulled me

A real one.

Warm. Tight. Familiar.

moment, caught off guard.

to finally meet you," she

glistening a little. She offered a small, shy smile. "I would’ve come to the Pack House to see you sooner, but... I knew Calvin wouldn’t let me past the

blinked, still stunned by how open she

softly. "Of course I did... and seeing you now...

like she was taking in

stared back

much alike it

cheekbones. Same

her deep brown eyes, her long, silky black hair—the same color as my natural one (mine was blonde now), and then our age difference... she seemed

different, but everything else? It’s like looking in a

faintly. "Yeah... it’s a little creepy,

with me," she said, motioning to the seat across

second

around, I noticed a few people still staring, whispering.

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