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

from here, I

at a corner table, as she sipped her drink, completely looking

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

instinct, I walked toward the small coffee

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

gaze was locked on

hadn’t seen

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

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

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

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

She recognized me instantly.

"Olivia..." she whispered.

she

smile and moved closer, while she stood up slowly, looking stunned—like she was staring at

I paused, unsure of what to say. My heart thudded in

extending my hand for a

surprise,

stepped forward and pulled me

A real one.

Warm. Tight. Familiar.

moment, caught off guard. Then slowly, I relaxed into her

finally meet you," she whispered against my

offered a small, shy smile. "I would’ve come to the Pack House to see you sooner,

blinked, still stunned by how

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

me like she was taking in a

stared back at

so much alike

Same

hair—the same color as my natural one (mine was blonde now), and then our age difference... she seemed to be older than me with a few years in

are different, but everything else?

"Yeah... it’s a little

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

second before sliding into

few people

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