Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 313: Disappointment

Olivia’s POV

Mother scoffed and gave a small shrug.

"Fine... tell us the truth," she hissed, the skepticism dripping from her tone. I could hear it clearly, but I chose to ignore it.

"I know what the triplets did to me is unforgivable—"

"I’m glad you know—" Calvin cut in sharply.

"Shut up, please," I snapped, my voice full of spite.

"Olivia... watch your tongue," Mother warned, her tone hardening. "That’s your elder brother. Ten years older than you and the Alpha of this pack."

I turned my glare to him. "Then he should act like one," I hissed back.

Mother’s eyes narrowed, that look of annoyance crossing her face again, but I ignored it.

Left to me alone, I saw no need to give them any explanation. They’d already made up their minds. But this... this wasn’t just about me. For the sake of the triplets—for the truth—I had to speak.

I drew in a slow breath, my chest tight with frustration.

"The triplets’ actions... the things they did... were because they were under a spell."

Calvin’s brows shot up, disbelief flashing in his eyes. "So I’m supposed to believe that?"

"Yes," I said firmly, my voice leaving no room for doubt. "Because I know them. I grew up with them. Those men loved me more than anybody in the world. They didn’t just care for me—they worshipped me."

Mother’s expression tightened, but I pressed on, my voice gaining strength.

"I know what real love looks like, and I know what it feels like when it’s taken away. The men I knew—the men who held me like I was the only thing that mattered—would never hurt me like that. Not in their right minds. So yes, I believe them.... Anita’s father twisted them into what you’ve heard about. But it wasn’t them."

My voice wavered slightly as I finished, but I forced myself to meet both their gazes.

"They were being controlled by a spelled letter... If you think I’m lying, then do the findings yourself."

There was a moment of silence as my words hung in the air. Then, suddenly, Calvin began to clap slowly, mockingly.

"Bravo," he drawled. "Truly... bravo."

"What’s that supposed to

slightly, "how can you be so foolish, dear little sister? So silly as to actually believe them? They are Alphas. Charms and

hit like a slap, but I refused to flinch. I forced myself to

said steadily, "they weren’t Alphas yet. They were still heirs.

a humorless smirk playing on

you’re this naïve," he muttered. "Defending the very people

my voice trembling but loud. "You think I’m naïve because I refuse to hate the people I know better than anyone? Fine. But don’t stand there pretending you know my truth better than I do. You

but I didn’t look

left for you to believe

believe it," Mother cut

in her direction and held it. For a moment, I was disappointed in her. I thought having her here was supposed to be of great help to

heard they are your second chance mates," she said, but I didn’t respond.

the Moon Goddess is playing at, but you

I cut in. "I’m never doing

as she gave me that look of

what you’ve become." She sighed, disappointment dripping in her

all the terrible things the men I loved more than life did to me, then I can

my feet, my hardened

sorry I grew up to be a disappointment to you," I said,

lips parting like she hadn’t expected me

I didn’t mean it like

did," I cut in, my voice rising just slightly. "You meant every word. You think I’m reckless, you think I’m naïve, you think I’m a fool for holding on to the people I love. You don’t understand me, and you don’t even want to try. You’ve already made up your mind about

I stepped closer to the bed, my fists curling at

the past few weeks, I’ve had people tell me who I should be, what I should feel, and how I should live. And I’m done. I’m done trying to fit into boxes that were never meant for me. I won’t reject them just because you say so. I won’t turn my back on what I know is the truth just to make you proud of

softened

"Olivia... I only—"

want me to be the daughter you imagined in your head," I interrupted bitterly. "But that’s not me. And if that makes me a disappointment

Her lips trembled faintly.

"I truly didn’t mean—"

coldly. "I am who I am. Whether you accept that or not is up

word, before her voice could

a blink, replaced

But it was empty.

strange mix of frustration and disappointment. I didn’t even give myself time to think

Also empty.