Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 312

: Tell Me About Yourself

Olivia’s POV

I appeared back in my room and quietly made my way toward the one I assumed my mother was staying in. Reaching the door, I inhaled deeply before pushing it open.

Stepping inside, I found her seated on the bed, her back resting against the headboard, while Calvin sat beside her, feeding her small bites of food.

The moment her eyes landed on me, a big, bright smile spread across her face. It was the kind of smile that reached her eyes, softening her features. Something about it felt... contagious. I couldn’t help but smile back.

I walked closer to the bed, and she immediately patted the space beside her, urging me to sit. I didn’t hesitate. I lowered myself onto the mattress.

Her gaze swept over me slowly, deliberately, as if memorizing every detail of my face. "You look so beautiful," she said softly, warmth coating every syllable.

I smiled faintly. "All thanks to your genes."

Her face brightened even more, and for a moment, I found myself staring at her—this woman who had given birth to me. My biological mother.

And yet... I didn’t know her.

All my life, I had believed Mrs. Parker was my mother. She had raised me, cared for me, loved me in every way that mattered. She never once made me feel like I didn’t belong to her. I never questioned it. Not once.

Mrs. Parker had been a good mother to me. And I had tried, in my own way, to be a good daughter to her.

But now... sitting here, looking at the woman who had brought me into this world, I didn’t know what to expect or feel.

I didn’t know if the choices I’d made—or the choices I was about to make—would disappoint her.

not caring for other people’s opinions anymore... I realized I

yourself... I’m dying to know you," she said, sounding so eager

my life hadn’t been all that interesting... There was nothing worth telling, nothing that

forced a small smile, shifting slightly on the bed. "Well... I

softly, her eyes bright with curiosity. "I just

together in my lap. The truth was... I didn’t know what was safe to share. My life hadn’t been a fairytale. It wasn’t full of glamorous stories or joyful memories. Most of it had been quiet, uneventful—at least for the past four years. And

eyes made it impossible

a warrior, and Mother worked in the pack hospital as a nurse before Father was framed and sent to

as she listened, her attention fixed on me

"But I didn’t mind. I liked quiet places. I liked... staying in my own little

for mine, squeezing gently. "That doesn’t sound boring to me, Olivia. That sounds

throat. I looked down at our joined hands, unsure if I could meet her gaze without breaking

more," I murmured after a moment. "Things

in slightly. "I want to hear everything, Olivia. The good. The bad. Even the parts

wondering if she would still say that after hearing about my relationship

Lucianos." I spilled out, expecting her to be shocked—but she wasn’t. She had that calm look on her face, like she already

bastards did to you," Calvin suddenly spoke

Calvin so fast my

came out sharper than

guilty. "Of course I told her. She’s your mother. She has the right to know what those bastards

inside me. "That was my story to tell, Calvin! Not yours!"

them, and you still think you can protect them?

my head, frustration building inside me. "No, you

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