Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 495: The Mate He Is Refusing

Calvin’s POV

FOUR YEARS BACK

The morning had been peaceful until I looked up from my plate.

Nora was standing across the table, holding a tray, serving breakfast like a maid. The sight made something inside me snap. My wolf growled low in my head, his anger rising just as sharply as mine. She was more like a friend to Olivia, so why was she serving us breakfast?

My chair scraped the floor as I stood. "Who asked you to serve breakfast?"

Every eye at the table turned toward me. Nora froze mid-motion, her hands trembling slightly as she held the jug of milk.

"I—"

"You are not a maid," I cut her off sharply, my voice dropping low, commanding. "You’re a guest in this house. Know your place. Get out."

The silence that followed was heavy. Even Mother paused mid-bite, her eyes flicking from me to Nora with quiet suspicion.

Nora looked at me—no, through me—with those soft hazel eyes that had haunted my dreams for months. I could see the flicker of hurt behind her calm expression, but she bowed slightly and turned to leave without a word.

The moment she disappeared through the door, I realized my hands were shaking.

Mother’s tone was gentle but probing. "Calvin," she said, her brow arching slightly. "That was rather harsh. What exactly did that girl do to make you so angry?"

I clenched my jaw. I didn’t answer. How could I tell her that every time I saw Nora, my pulse quickened—that every night, I dreamt of touching her, kissing her, claiming her? That the reason I was angry wasn’t because she was serving us but because her presence rattled me.

My wolf scoffed inside me. "All this is on you. You’re the one refusing the bond."

"Shut up," I muttered under my breath.

He growled back. "You think ignoring it will make it go away? She’s your mate, Calvin. You can smell her in your soul."

I shut my eyes, forcing a deep breath, trying to drown the voice. But even then, her scent lingered—sweet jasmine with a hint of rain. It pulled at something primal inside me.

Mother was still watching. "You seem... unsettled," she observed softly. "Is there something I should know about this girl?"

I shook my head quickly. "No, Mother. Nothing."

But she didn’t look convinced. Her lips curved slightly, the way they always did when she sensed I was hiding something.

I grabbed my cup, downed the rest of my drink, and rose from the table. "If you’ll excuse me, I have things to attend to."

As I left the dining room, my wolf continued. "You can lie to her, to yourself, to everyone... but you can’t lie to me."

I stopped in the hallway, hands clenched. "I don’t want her," I hissed under my breath.

"Then

deep down, I knew

keep my distance from Nora for the rest of the morning, though every time I caught even a whiff of her scent, my wolf stirred restlessly inside me. I told myself it was better this way. It was better I kept my distance so I wouldn’t get my heart broken

peace didn’t

a little too cheerful for my liking. "Alpha Calvin," she said, breathless but smiling. "Olivia sent word. She wants me and Nora to return to the Full

me like a blow to the

Leaving.

Tomorrow.

Nora... gone.

forcing my voice to stay even. "Olivia wants you

"Yes. She said she’s pregnant! She needs

was shocked about Olivia being pregnant. In fact, that didn’t bother me. What

good news. Out of sight meant out of mind. That was what I told myself every time I caught my thoughts wandering toward

the truth? The thought of her leaving made something ugly twist inside

to my desk, pretending to shuffle through some papers. "When

Lolita

Tomorrow. That soon.

through my head, amused and taunting. "So she’s

But I wasn’t.

guys can’t leave yet," I said

Lolita blinked. "What?"

her, keeping my tone sharp

furrowed.

reported rogue activity near the borders two nights ago. They’re still investigating. Until they confirm it’s clear,

Those were lies.

"But... the

cut in, my voice firm enough to make her flinch. "You’ll both stay a few more days. Three at least. If the borders

whether to argue or

nodded once, curtly. "Yes. Tell her it’s my

nodded quickly, bowing

the door shut, I exhaled slowly and leaned back in

the papers scattered across my desk. The words blurred together. My mind wasn’t on pack business. It was on the sound of her laugh, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear when she was nervous, the calm in her voice that somehow always managed to ground

wrong with me..." I muttered, dragging

chuckled low. "You already know

reports, met with warriors, even sparred in the training yard, but nothing helped. Every time the wind shifted, I swore I could catch her scent—jasmine and rain. It haunted

couldn’t sit still any longer.

my face. The compound was quiet, the last rays of sunlight bleeding into the horizon. I took the path that led past the garden, hoping the walk would

I

a book in her hands, her legs

my attention was who wasn’t

saw one, you’d see the other. But right

My brow furrowed.

called, walking toward