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.

knew

here, I would

was Sofia, sitting casually at a corner table, as she sipped her drink,

I 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 her? Walk away? But I couldn’t. I’d always wanted to meet her. And

following my instinct, I walked toward

of coffee and cinnamon hitting my nose. The few people

gaze was

seen

resting in one palm, her fingers idly stirring her drink as she stared outside. She looked troubled. Like someone

stood still for a moment, just watching her. My

cup again, and maybe it was the clink of the spoon or the shift in the air,

from her face. Her hand froze mid-air. Her mouth parted, but

She recognized me instantly.

"Olivia..." she whispered.

seemed she

moved closer, while she stood up slowly, looking stunned—like she was

heart thudded in my chest as I gave her a soft

I said quietly, extending my hand

surprise, she

stepped forward and pulled me into a

A real one.

Warm. Tight. Familiar.

for a moment, caught off guard. Then slowly, I relaxed

to finally meet

she pulled back, her eyes were 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

blinked, still stunned by how open she was.

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

was taking in

stared back

much

cheekbones. Same nose.

silky black hair—the same color as my natural one (mine was

warmly. "The eyes are different, but everything else? It’s like looking

it’s a little

genuine. "Come on, sit with me," she said, motioning to the seat across from her. "I’d love to talk... and I have about

only for a second before

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

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