Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 465

Chapter 465: We Meet Again

Olivia’s POV

For a moment, I couldn’t move. I just stood there, staring, my heart slamming against my ribs as if it was trying to make sense of what I was seeing.

My parents.

The two people I thought I’d never see again.

My breath caught as my eyes roamed over them.

Mother looked... different somehow. Her face had more color than I remembered, and she’d gained a little weight—not too much, just enough to make her look healthy. Her eyes glistened when they met mine, filling with tears instantly.

But it was him who froze me to the core.

My father.

The man I’d mourned for years. The man I’d buried in my memories when I was fourteen.

He stood there alive, real, breathing—looking older, yes, but still every inch the father I remembered. His dark hair was streaked with silver now, his broad shoulders still proud, though I could see the weight of time in his eyes.

I couldn’t speak. My mouth opened, but no words came out. My body felt locked between shock, anger, and disbelief.

How?

How was this possible?

My father took a slow step forward, his gaze soft and full of guilt. "Olivia," he whispered, his voice trembling.

Hearing him say my name broke something inside me.

Tears filled my eyes, and before I could stop myself, I moved—one step, then another, then I was running.

my mother’s

close, and I finally let go. The tears came hard and fast, burning my

against my hair. "Oh, Olivia, I’m

words shook me. Sorry?

finally pulled away, I turned to my father. "You..." I choked out.

a small, pained

throat tightened. "You let me believe you were

faltered—regret flashed in his eyes. "It wasn’t by choice," he said quietly. "There were... things you didn’t know, things we couldn’t

stared at him, stunned. "Protect me

silence was enough to make my heart

to say that after all these years! You don’t get to show up now after everything and pretend you did

trembling. "Do you have any idea what it was like? To think you were dead?" I said, glaring at my father, then turned to my mother. "And you? You knew

harder. "I’m sorry,

to hate

Truly, I did.

them—the anger, the emptiness, the sleepless nights wondering why they betrayed me the way they

they were, standing in front of

part just wanted to hold them and never let

I whispered, my hands trembling. "I want

said quietly. "Alpha Levi reached out to

blinked, caught off

told us about Lennox. About what happened. We came

weak. "Of course he did," I muttered under

sat beside me, her hand resting gently on my knee. "You look tired," she said

laugh.

from my face. "Because we worry. You’ve

warmth, her familiar scent, the way her eyes still

wasn’t my real mother by blood, it didn’t matter. She was my mother. The woman who raised me. The woman

you,"

voice trembling.

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