Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 392

Chapter 392: The Kitchen

Chapter 392: The Kitchen

Olivia’s POV

At some point, exhaustion won. Their warmth, their arms around me, the steady thrum of their heartbeats—it was too much comfort for my restless body to fight. My eyes grew heavy, and before I knew it, sleep claimed me.

When I woke, the bed was empty. The sheets beside me were still faintly warm, their scent clinging to the air, proof they hadn’t gone far. My wolf stretched lazily inside me, confirming what my nose already knew—they were in the mansion. Somewhere close.

My stomach grumbled, dry and demanding water, and I licked my lips, parched. I thought about calling one of the servants, but the thought felt suffocating. I needed air. A walk. Something to clear my head.

I slipped on my clothes, smoothed my hair back, and stepped out of the room.

The mansion’s halls were quiet, but every corner carried a memory. Some good. Some painful. Shadows of the past crept in with each step—moments of laughter, of betrayal, of pain. My chest tightened, but I pushed forward.

As I passed, the staff I met along the way bowed their heads low, murmuring respectful greetings. Their deference made my wolf stir with pride, but it also reminded me of the weight I carried on my shoulders.

Finally, I reached the kitchen. The smell of roasted herbs and warm bread clung to the air, and I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

But the moment my eyes landed inside, my steps faltered.

Selene was there.

She stood by the counter, speaking quietly to one of the cooks, her posture too casual, too at home for my liking.

Our eyes met across the room.

And just like that, my hunger was gone, replaced by the simmering heat of irritation.

Selene’s eyes slid over me slowly. Then she turned to the cook with a faint smirk.

"You can leave us."

but Selene’s tone carried that air of authority that made obedience instinctive. With a quick bow, the cook left, and silence wrapped the

counter, folding her arms,

queen finally decided to grace us

My hand was steady as I poured, but inside, my wolf

voice carried again, sly

little gossip. They say your mates were once taken away from you by your own best friend. That

I forced myself to

She chuckled.

once. Gods, I wish I’d been around then. I would have loved to meet you in that

inside me, but I swallowed it

Selene continued.

you used to serve Anita water after the triplets were done with her. Tell me, Olivia—how did that

glass cracked in my

That was it.

moved. One breath, one heartbeat, and my hand was around her throat. I slammed her against the

through my grip, like she’d wanted this all

to tear her apart. I drew my arm back, ready to punch, to break

"Olivia!"

voices crashed into me.

on edge. They knew. They could feel the anger raging inside

go," Levi pleaded, his voice sharp but

hovered near my arm, his wolf

cut through the air, low

"Olivia. Now."

my nails digging into her skin, her

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