Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 308: A Strange Voice

Olivia’s POV

I woke up to the feeling of warmth wrapped around me. Strong arms caged me in from both sides, their heat seeping into my skin, making me feel safe. My head was still rested against Levi’s solid chest, his slow, steady heartbeat a soothing rhythm in my ear. One of his arms was draped protectively around my waist, holding me close. Behind me, Lennox’s body was pressed against my back, his arm snugly around my middle, his breath fanning the back of my neck in slow, even puffs. And at the foot of the bed, my legs still rested across Louis’ lap. At some point in the night, he must have stopped massaging me, but his hands still lay on my calves, his touch gentle and absentminded—as if even in his sleep, he didn’t want to let go.

For a long moment, I stayed still, my eyes half-closed, letting the feeling sink in. Surrounded. Protected. Loved. A small smile tugged at my lips despite the heaviness still in my chest. But after a while, a different discomfort hit me. My bladder protested painfully, and I shifted slightly, trying not to wake anyone. Unfortunately, the movement was enough to make Levi stir.

His arm tightened around me just a second, and his sleepy voice rumbled above my head. "Olivia? You okay?"

I bit my lip, embarrassed. "I’m... pressed," I murmured.

He blinked at me for a moment before understanding clicked in his expression. He chuckled softly and loosened his hold. "Go before you explode."

I carefully slipped out of the warm tangle of limbs, feeling Lennox shift behind me in his sleep but not wake. Louis mumbled something incoherent and turned his head, his hand sliding off my leg. Padding quietly across the room, I slipped into the bathroom and closed the door behind me.

I sat on the toilet, sighing in relief, but then—

"Hello, Olivia."

I froze.

That voice... it wasn’t my wolf. My wolf’s tone was familiar, threaded into my very soul. But this... this was deeper. Older. It slithered into my mind like silk and steel combined.

My pulse spiked. "Who—"

"You’ve been feeling it, haven’t you?" The voice was calm, feminine, and coldly confident.

dry. "You’re... not

"No. I am not. But I know you, Olivia... more than you

voice was low, yet carried an authority that made my wolf whimper deep inside me. "I have been in the bodies of five generations before you. And now...

against my knees. "Inside me? What do you mean?" I whispered, my voice

and I... we are bound. My blood runs through your

stomach tightened. "So... you’re saying you’ve been there

moment you were born. Watching. Waiting. Guiding you

hard. "And who

low, amused chuckle filled my mind. "The special ability in you... that

harder to breathe. "I don’t need you... I have the voice of my

choice, Olivia... I’m here to stay. To direct and

went dry. "And if I don’t

reply came like a threat. "Then you will lose everything you

frown deepened. "Are you threatening me?" I asked, already

is a threat? No, little

patience running out. "A warning

becoming sharper, laced with annoyance. "It seems

cold shiver ran down my spine. "And what happened

something darker. "Her disobedience cost her many things. All

my jaw tightening. "So you’re saying if I don’t obey you, I’ll end

saying," she purred, "you should not make

exhaled slowly, glaring at the tiled wall. "Fine," I said tightly. "What exactly

"First, you

to the gut. "What?!" I almost laughed in disbelief. "Hell no!" The words tore out of me before I could