Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 326: In Danger

Oliva’s POV

"So... what do you think?" Mother asked, raising a brow at me. She gave me that confident look, like she was offering me the best gift in the world, utterly convinced I wouldn’t dare refuse.

My wolf was already pacing inside me, her hackles raised. And God help me, she was my mother. If she had been anyone else, I would’ve spat in her face for suggesting such rubbish.

With a glare sharp enough to cut steel, I met her eyes. "Never happening, Mother. I’m not marrying Lord Frederick," I hissed.

The anger on her face deepened, but I didn’t care. In fact, in that moment, I regretted healing her. I should’ve just let her stay in the coma. Life would’ve been so much easier for me.

Her eyes darkened with my refusal, but I still didn’t care. Right now, she felt more like a stranger than the woman who gave birth to me.

"This is your destiny, Olivia. You can’t run from it," she snarled, not even giving me a chance to respond before spinning on her heel and storming out, slamming the door behind her.

"She’s acting like a bitch... no offense," my wolf growled.

I frowned—not at my wolf’s choice of words, but at the whole twisted situation I’d found myself in. I thought meeting my real family, learning who I truly was, would finally make me feel happy. But right now? I wished I’d never found out. I wished I could go back to being the Parkers’ daughter... somehow, life had been so much simpler then.

I inhaled deeply, but the air felt thick, suffocating. I could have teleported straight to the triplets, but I wanted them to sort out their issues without me interfering. So instead of mind-linking or appearing before them, I decided to reach out to Sofia. We hadn’t spoken since Lord Frederick’s party. She hadn’t made any effort to contact me.

Hi, Sofia, I called through the mind link.

She didn’t respond at first. But after a few long seconds, her voice finally connected.

she said, but her voice

she couldn’t see it. "What’s going

a tense silence, then her voice came through the mind link, soft and tired. "I’m at the pack hospital. My son’s been ill for a few

tightened instantly. "Why didn’t you tell me earlier?" I asked,

bother you. You’ve

I cut her off. "I’m

argue, I ended the link

stirred anxiously inside me. I followed

and low voices filled the air. I spotted Sofia sitting beside a bed, her posture slumped, her

she saw me, she looked shocked and got to her

Thinner. Her cheeks had hollowed out, her skin pale, and

landed on him, my breath caught in my throat. Even in his frail state, with his small chest rising and falling weakly, there was no denying the resemblance. The

hand hovering over the boy’s forehead. My wolf whimpered softly inside me, urging

her lips trembling. "The healers have done everything they can. They’ve managed to

"Not enough?

bone marrow transplant. And the match... it has to come from his

punch to the

forced the words out. "So what are you going

before the first tear slid down her cheek. "I... I don’t know," she whispered, her

voice echoing too loudly in the ward. "This is your son’s life we’re talking about, Sofia. You don’t have the luxury of being confused right