Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 367: Agreed

Olivia’s POV

I felt their fear. It was thick in the air. I could see it in Lennox’s clenched fists, in Louis’s worried stare that tried too hard to mask his worry, in the way Levi’s eyes wouldn’t stop following mine as though he was afraid I’d disappear if he blinked. And somehow... I understood. They weren’t just angry at me. They were terrified. Terrified of losing me. Terrified that if I walked into Frederick’s arms, I wouldn’t come back out.

My chest ached, my wolf whimpering at their pain. For a moment, the fight in me softened. I wanted to scream at them, but instead I breathed, composing myself.

"I know what you’re scared of," I whispered, my voice softer now. "I know you’re afraid of him taking me. Of him hurting me." My eyes swept over each of them, meeting their worried gazes with as much calm as I could muster. "But you have to understand... doing nothing terrifies me more. Sitting here, waiting to die—that isn’t me."

I placed a hand on my chest, feeling my wolf stir. "I was born with these abilities for a reason. I won’t waste them. Not even for your fear."

The silence stretched until Lennox finally cursed under his breath. His fists dropped to his sides. "Fine," he muttered. "I hate it. I hate all of this. But you’re right. Waiting won’t save you."

Levi leaned forward, a big frown etched on his face. "I don’t like it either. But if you go, I go. I’ll be watching every move he makes. If he tries anything—I’ll kill him."

Louis spoke last. His voice was calm, but I could feel the worry under it. "Then it’s decided. You’ll act close to him. But you will not be alone. We’ll stand with you. Always." His eyes locked on mine. "Promise you’ll call us the second it gets too much."

My throat closed up, and my eyes stung. They still hated it, I knew that. Every line of their bodies screamed it. But they were choosing to stand beside me anyway.

I nodded slowly, my voice barely there. "Thank you. All of you."

up at him, my lips pressing

"Tomorrow."

Then his eyes softened just a little. "But for tonight... come

since we began this conversation, I smiled. A small one, but real. Without another word, the four of us shifted together. Lennox got into the bed, Levi kicked off his boots, and Louis slid closer to

still carried the weight of what tomorrow would

the comfort of them, my head resting against Lennox’s chest, Levi close at my back, Louis brushing his

into the quiet

at once, overlapping, fierce and tender all

"We love you too."

my forehead—gentle, lingering—and then another. Their warmth surrounded me, their scents grounding me, their wolves humming

"Goodnight, Olivia," Lennox murmured.

Louis echoed

low against my ear. "Goodnight,

warmth of their bodies wrapped around me, the steady thrum of their heartbeats, the comfort of belonging to them. For once, I didn’t dream of Frederick. I didn’t dream of

Cold sheets pressed against my skin where

my face. But suddenly the faint sound of running water reached my

curled from the crack beneath