Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 498: Let Her Go

Calvin’s POV

"What the hell are you doing, Calvin!" Olivia yelled through the mind link, and I only rolled my eyes.

"Stop shouting, sis. You’re carrying my nephews or niece in there," I teased, hearing her sharp scoff echo through the link.

"Calvin, I’m not joking. Release Lolita and Nora to me," she demanded.

"Lolita can come over, but Nora is a no," I said firmly. This time, I wasn’t joking.

"Seriously?" Olivia spat. "And why is Nora a no? You clearly don’t want to accept your bond, so free her."

"Never," I said firmly, cutting the link before she could say another word.

I exhaled, pacing across my office, fingers raking through my hair. My wolf growled deep in my chest.

"You know why you don’t want her gone."

"Shut up," I muttered.

But I couldn’t shake it. The thought of Nora leaving made my stomach twist. The thought of her stepping out of my territory, out of my reach, with anyone else’s protection but mine, made my blood boil. I wasn’t ready to admit it, not to Olivia, not to anyone, least of all to myself.

I dropped heavily into my chair, gripping the armrest. Why the hell did this girl have such a hold on me? I’d convinced myself that keeping her here was about safety, about protecting Olivia’s friend, but deep down, I knew it was more. It was the same reason I’d driven to that damned party last night, the same reason her scent made my wolf lose control. I didn’t want her gone because I couldn’t stand the thought of someone else having her.

The memory of the kiss hit me again: the warmth of her mouth, the tremble in her breath, the way she’d looked at me afterward, equal parts anger and confusion. My chest tightened painfully.

"You’re scared," my wolf said again, his tone calm now, almost knowing. "You’re scared of what you already feel."

I clenched my jaw. "I’m scared... I don’t want my heart broken for the second time."

My wolf stirred. He knew what I meant. If no one understood what I felt when my heart was broken by my first mate, he did. I was a shadow of myself. I almost committed suicide.

The memories slammed into me: that same hollow feeling, the constant ache in my chest, the scent of betrayal that lingered for years. The nightmares, the sleepless nights, the weight of pretending I was fine when I wasn’t.

My wolf’s voice softened, almost mournful. "She wasn’t your mate, Calvin. She was your mistake. You know this."

"I know," I whispered. "But it doesn’t change what it did to me."

leaned forward, elbows resting on my

"I can’t

quietly. "Nora isn’t her. You

worse," I said

terrifyingly simple. I wasn’t angry at Nora because I hated her. I was angry because every time she looked at me, she

through the office. My breathing grew uneven, my chest tight. I’d built walls around my heart for years, thick, cold, and unbreakable, and somehow, in a matter

fall for her," I muttered

my mind: those eyes, the stubborn tilt

wolf rumbled softly. "Then why does her

again, frustration clawing

I can’t stop

was there.

Nora.

spiked. I swallowed hard, trying to regain composure, but the ache in my chest

end of me," I

I was keeping her here because I was terrified that

before I could even steady my heartbeat, the door

of annoyance. She looked determined. That alone set every nerve in my body on

want?" I asked, forcing

her, then turned to face me. "We need

back in my chair, pretending to be uninterested, even though my pulse

sliced

reject

the armrest

is, it’s not working. You don’t want

stared at her, unmoving. When I didn’t answer,

here to make it official. You can reject me now, or I’ll

to the window,

she snapped. "Then maybe this will make it easier

back at her, she lifted her hand, and my

that?" I asked, my voice

wasn’t quite a smile.

my seat, disbelief flashing through me like

engaged, Calvin. I have a boyfriend back in Full Moon Pack. His name is Daniel. He’s here now, actually. He asked me to marry him,