Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243: Who Is That

Olivia’s POV

For hours, I remained locked in my room while my so-called funeral rites were taking place outside. This time, I couldn’t bring myself to watch.

I didn’t want to see it.

Couldn’t stand to see hundreds of people mourning me... saying goodbye to a girl who was still breathing.

Who was still here.

And the question that haunted me most—whose body were they burying?

Whose lifeless form were they lowering into the ground while crying over me?

How had Alpha Damien pulled it off?

Who was this man? How could he manipulate reality so perfectly—down to the last detail?

I paced the floor, back and forth, my heart thundering in my chest. My mind kept returning to the conversation we had earlier.

He told me my mother had killed Alpha Gabriel’s mother.

That’s why they wanted me dead.

But when I asked more—how that happened, why my mother would do such a thing—he refused to speak. Said that was all I needed to know.

I hated that.

I hated secrets.

I sighed and sat back on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the wall as my thoughts wandered... and landed on Lennox.

When we kissed I could feel his hesitation for but also his desire for me... not as Olivia but as Rebecca. It made me wonder if I was really gone and this Rebecca was real—Does that mean he could’ve kissed her—on the very day of my funeral?

I shook my head violently, pushing the thought away. It hurt too much to linger on it.

Then suddenly I heard it.

Faint.

Soft.

Floating through the air.

A song.

One of my favorite songs. Hero by Mariah Carey

My breath hitched.

Why... why was it playing?

I jumped to my feet and rushed toward the sound, my heart pounding.

It grew louder as I reached the hallway, then the stairs.

And louder still when I stepped outside the mansion.

The garden was full of people.

Pack members, warriors, omegas—everyone stood gathered around a center display.

I weaved through the crowd, my breath coming in shallow gasps, until I saw it—

A glass casket.

And inside...

I froze.

Everything inside me stopped moving.

There, inside the casket, lay a body.

The body they believed was mine.

Pack members moved slowly, each taking turns to bow, whisper farewells, or leave a single white rose on the stone steps leading up to the coffin.

My feet moved on their own.

As I stepped closer, I felt the weight of every stare, every whispered prayer. But they didn’t see me. Not as Olivia.

To them, I was dead.

As I neared the casket, my gaze fell on the triplets.

They stood like statues—each seconds away from breaking down. None of them spoke. All had tears in their eyes, clinging to the last shred of control.

Louis gripped the railing so tight.

Levi was blinking fast, his shoulders trembling.

Lennox... his jaw was clenched, face pale, tears silently trailing down his cheek.

My heart shattered.

I stepped closer... closer still... until I reached the glass.

And then—I gasped.

Loud.

My knees buckled.

Because lying inside was a headless body—a body that looked exactly like mine.

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