Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 232

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Olivia POV

Inside the room I would be sharing with Alpha Damien, I went over and sat on the couch. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since I saw them. Lennox. Levi. Louis.

It took everything in me not to run into their arms, to scream that it was me–that I wasn’t dead. That their Olivia was standing right in front of them. That I was here.

Alive.

But I didn’t.

Maybe I was a coward.

Maybe I was just… too scared.

They looked broken. Shattered. The weight of my supposed death was clearly taking a toll on them, and it crushed me.

Across the room, Alpha Damien walked in and sat on the bed directly in front of me. I him. I didn’t want to. I hated this man- could feel his eyes on me, but I didn’t look hated him with every ounce of breath I had left. 3

And God help me, if someone handed me a knife right now, I wouldn’t hesitate to drive it straight into his chest.

“Impressive,” he said casually. “What you did down there. Keep it up. We’ll be leaving

soon.”

I finally looked up at him, my eyes cold, blank–but full of hate.

He frowned. “Why are you acting like I’m the devil?” he muttered, clearly annoyed. “I practically saved your life. If it weren’t for me, your head would’ve been rolling on the floor.”

I met his eyes without flinching. “You didn’t save my life, Damien,” I sa..oice steady. “You just gave me another kind of death.”

His face darkened. (3)

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I expected him to lash out, but instead, he simply got to his feet and turned away, walking out without a single word.

The door clicked shut behind him, leaving me alone.

And finally–I exhaled.

I clutched at my chest, the ache inside me growing deeper with each passing second. What was I doing? What was I still waiting for?

Tell them, my mind screamed.

They needed to know. I couldn’t keep this up.

I stood abruptly and stormed to the door. I have to tell them. I don’t care what happens. They have to know I’m alive.

I stepped into the hallway, my heart pounding, feet moving fast as I searched desperately for them.

But before I could go far, I heard footsteps.

Two figures appeared at the end of the hall.

Lady Fiona and an obviously pregnant Anita.

They both smiled as they approached, and I quickly lowered my head, trying to compose myself.

“There you are,” Lady Fiona said warmly. “We were actually coming to see you.”

I froze in place, forcing a smile that didn’t reach my eyes.

“This is my would–be daughter–in–law, Anita,” she contínued proudly, motioning to Anita beside her. “She’s pregnant–with the triplets‘ children.”

My heart stopped.

Would–be daughter–in–law?

now, poor things. But

Lady Fiona kept smiling. “The men are still mourning Olivia ris once the funeral is done, they’ll need to move forward. They’ll make Anita their Luna… and their mate.”

I felt like the floor had just vanished under my feet. My vision swam.

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Anita gave me a small smile, rubbing her stomach gently, clearly pleased with herself. “Finally I will be officially theirs,” she said softly, brushing widely.

No.

This couldn’t be happening.

I opened my mouth to say something–anything–but another voice cut through the

I glanced up at Damien, my voice cracking. “And if I refuse? If I refuse to play your doting wife–what then?”

He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled out another phone. He unlocked it, tapped the screen, and shoved it into my hands.

I didn’t want to look.

But I did.

And my heart stopped.

My parents–my mother and father–were tied to chairs, just like Sofia. My mother’s head hung low, her hair covering her face. My father’s eyes were wide

open.

My eyes widened… my father… was that really my father…

“No…” I whispered, fear gripping me. “You didn’t-

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Damien moved closer to me, his eyes hard as stone. “I didn’t do it, Olivia. But I have them. And if you do anything stupid–if you try to run, or betray me, or open that pretty mouth of yours to those nephews of mine you claim to love–they’re dead. All of them. I’ll mind link my men to kill them, and you will never reunite with your father ever again and your mother, you will never see her.”

Tears burned behind my eyes, but I forced them back. I wouldn’t cry in front of him. I

couldn’t.

He narrowed his eyes, brushing imaginary dust from his sleeves. “So here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to be the perfect little wife. You’ll smile at me. You’ll touch me. You’ll convince them that we were in love until I find Sofia.”

I didn’t move. I couldn’t breathe.

“And in return,” he continued, “I will let your parents go, and you will get back your face and be free. Do we understand each other?”

I looked down at the video again. My father–he was truly alive, and my mother was with him. I looked at Damien and spoke. “Why should I trust you? First you told me after a year you will let me go, but now you are saying if I act like a loving wife and Sofia is rescued you will let me go… Which word should I believe?”

Damien frowned, clearly annoyed. “I made the first deal with you when Sofia wasn’t kidnapped, and now she is my main concern… just do what I asked you and once she is rescued you are walking free… so do we have a deal?”

His words hung in the air as I thought about it… Firstly, I thought of my parents. I knew Alpha Damien wasn’t bluffing… this man could actually kill my parents if I do something stupid, and I can’t let that happen… I won’t be able to live with that guilt and besides I need to see my parents… I need to see my father. I have a lot of questions to ask him… Why was he alive all this time and never reached out to us? Or wait a minute, was he reaching out to mother? Were they together all this while? Why do I feel this might be true?

“We don’t have time. Are you in or out?” Alpha Damien asked impatiently.

I swallowed hard and then nodded. “I’m in.”