Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 389: Information

Chapter 389: Information

Olivia’s POV

"Let’s hear it," I said sharply, moving before I could even think about it. I planted myself in front of the triplets, my body a wall, blocking Selene’s line of sight. My wolf bristled inside me, daring her to try and step closer. Oh, gods... I probably looked insanely possessive, but I didn’t care.

Selene’s lips curved into the faintest scoff, like she wanted to mock me, but she must’ve caught the warning flash in my eyes because—for once—she was smart enough not to make any silly remarks. Instead, she straightened her back, trying to look composed, but when she tried to peer over me toward the triplets, I shifted right back into her path, my glare fixed on her.

"What?" I arched a brow, my tone dripping with challenge. "Can’t you tell me what you have to say? Whatever you think you can tell them, you can also tell me." Her eyes flicked to mine, and I didn’t flinch. I wanted her to know I meant every word.

"The triplets are my mates," I continued, my voice authoritative, heavy with warning. "We are one." I made sure to stress the last word—one—just in case she was harboring even the faintest little fantasy of worming her way into their lives. Deep down, I knew she was. My instincts never lied.

Selene’s eyes narrowed slightly, but she said nothing. She just stood there, waiting. For a moment, the silence between us burned hotter than fire. Then she finally spoke.

"Frederick is attending a birthday party tomorrow," she announced. "The celebrant happens to be... someone I know. Which means I have a way in. I can get close, and if the opportunity shows itself, I can set the plan in motion."

tone sharp, leaving no room for argument. "I’ll be at the party too. With Frederick. That way I can watch you myself, make sure you don’t make any

to babysit me, Olivia! I’m smart enough to handle this. I know what I’m

flawless. And when it comes to

her wolf bristle in her eyes. But she didn’t argue further—she just scoffed under her breath and turned her face away,

locked on me, burning with possessiveness. "I hate the thought of people seeing you with Frederick. Of him even standing

his neck as I pulled him down

him again, harder this time. My wolf hummed with satisfaction as I made sure the kiss lingered, hot and passionate, knowing full well

me press even closer

doing, Liv. And gods, I love it." That made me smile against his lips, even as Selene scoffed faintly in the

Selene, I forced a sharp smile that held no warmth. "Thank you for the information," I said,

out quietly, she tilted her head, her eyes glinting with something sharp. "I just hope," she said smoothly, "that you can keep them

Selene." His gaze was steady, hard. "Olivia isn’t just anyone. She is our mate. Ours. She doesn’t have to ’keep’ us—we belong to her. That’s how it is,

arm wrapping protectively around my waist. His voice was sharp, edged with finality. "If you’re here to help