Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 155: Mine Now

Olivia’s POV

Lennox growled and moved forward, grabbing Anita by both arms, his fingers digging into her skin. His eyes were blazing gold now, his anger barely contained. "You’re lying," he snarled. "You can’t be pregnant..."

"I am!" Anita cried, shrinking under the weight of his glare. "I swear—I am! You can call the healer to confirm it!"

Louis let out a string of curses, pacing furiously at the far end of the room. Levi turned away, raking a hand through his hair, his shoulders rising and falling as if he couldn’t breathe.

None of them looked at me.

Not once.

They were too focused on her... on the chaos she had dropped at their feet like a bomb.

"I never wanted children with you," Lennox spat, his voice trembling. "Not now. Not ever."

Anita flinched but didn’t back down. "It’s not about what you want anymore, Lennox. What’s done is done. I’m still carrying your pups!"

"No—no fucking way—" Levi snapped. "This wasn’t supposed to happen. We were careful. We didn’t want—"

"You didn’t want me," Anita cut in softly. "But you wanted my body. And now you’ll have to live with the consequences."

The pain twisted in my chest like a dagger, but I said nothing. I stood there in silence, swallowing every broken piece of my heart. How much more could it hurt to discover your once-best friend is pregnant for your mates—your husbands?

The doors burst open again, and the triplets’ parents stepped in.

"What’s going on in here?" Lady Fiona asked, her sharp eyes scanning the room.

Her gaze landed on me, and to my surprise, her face lit up. "Olivia?" she whispered, a hand flying to her chest. "Oh, goddess... is that truly you?"

She moved forward with tears in her eyes. I opened my mouth, but no words came. I simply nodded.

Sir Damon stood frozen for a moment—his sharp, calculating eyes locked onto Damien.

"Brother?" he said, stunned. "Damien...? What the hell are you doing here?"

"I came with her," Damien answered simply, nodding toward me.

There was a silence between the two men, heavy with tension and things left unsaid. Then Sir Damon nodded slowly, looking between us all.

Lady Fiona moved closer to me and pulled me into a gentle hug, her voice trembling. "You’re alive... you’re really alive..."

I swallowed the lump in my throat. I still find it hard to feel any connection with her.

Suddenly, Anita’s voice rang out, proud and unbothered. "Well," she said with a smug little smile. "Now that everyone’s here... I guess it’s a good time to share the news."

Everyone turned to her.

"I’m pregnant," she declared. "With the triplets’ pups. You’ll be a grandmother soon, Lady Fiona."

The room turned to stone.

Lady Fiona stared at her, stunned. Sir Damon’s face darkened with disappointment.

Lennox growled, the sound deep and primal. His entire body trembled, his eyes glowing brighter with each ragged breath. Louis bared his teeth, his wolf so close to the surface I could practically see it under his skin. And Levi... Levi looked like he was about to explode. His jaw was clenched so tightly I thought it might shatter.

Their wolves were restless.

Angry.

Pacing just under the skin, snarling to be released.

"Pregnant or not," Levi hissed, his voice filled with anger, "you will be locked up in that dungeon and will pay for what you did."

"You know that is not possible... I’m carrying your children."

"Shut. Up." Lennox’s voice was thick with a growl, claws slowly unsheathing from his fingers. "Don’t push us, Anita."

Louis lunged, but Levi caught his arm just in time.

That’s how close they were to losing control.

Their wolves were howling. Fighting to break free.

Suddenly, Alpha Damien stepped forward, his voice cutting through all the noise.

"I’m done with this nonsense," he said firmly. "This mess? It’s your problem," he added, looking hard at the triplets. "You caused it. I didn’t come here for drama. I came for business."

His tone was cold and serious.

But then he looked at me.

And something in his face changed.

He walked closer, and I froze, not sure what he was about to do. His hand gently reached up to my neck, his fingers brushing against the metal collar that had been there for hours. noveldrama

The choker. The one I’d worn since the night they took me.

"You’ve worn this long enough," he said, frowning.

He gave it a quick twist with a key. I heard a small click, and then,

Clink.

The collar dropped to the floor.

I stepped back a little, my hand going to my neck. I could feel my skin again, my wolf again. For the first time in hours... I could finally breathe.

"Are you okay?" I communicated with my wolf.

She growled loudly. "Yes, I am."

A sigh of relief left my lips while I kept on massaging my neck.

My eyes met with that of the triplets who were all looking at me with pain and regrets. Levi was the first to speak. "Liv... we are so sorry... we didn’t know we were fooled... please..."

Louis stepped forward. "We’ll find that bastard who forged the letter... Liv..." He paused, helpless. Words failed him.

Lennox was the last... he swallowed hard and tried to move closer to me. But before he could, Alpha Damien stepped forward and pulled me firmly by the waist to his side. The sudden closeness made me flinch. His grip was steady—too steady. Protective... or possessive? I wasn’t sure.

The room went silent again.

"What are you doing?" Levi asked, his voice sharp and filled with warning.

Damien didn’t flinch. He looked at them calmly, then said, "She’s mine now."

The words hit like a blow to my chest.

Mine?

Louis snarled. "What the hell do you mean?" Louis growled, stepping forward.

Alpha Damien’s expression didn’t change. "I bought her."

The words hit like a slap.

"What?" Lennox blinked, stunned.

"I paid a million dollars," Damien continued coldly. "That’s what they asked for her. And I paid it. She belongs to me now. I bought her freedom. And by their own rules... she’s mine."

I stared at the floor.

Was I supposed to be grateful? Angry?

"No!" Lennox roared. "You can’t just say that! She’s our mate! Uncle!"

Damien scoffed and glared at his nephews. "She was your mate... but not anymore, nephews... she belongs to me now and until I sell her or give her out, she is mine."

His grip tightened slightly around me. I didn’t know whether to lean in or pull away.

Louis stepped forward, his fists clenched. "Then we’ll pay you back! Right now. Double—triple the amount if we have to!"

Damien raised an eyebrow. "You think this is about money?"

"We’ll give you whatever you want!" Levi said, his voice cracking. "Just give her back to us. She’s our mate. She belongs with us."

"She did," Damien said simply. "But not anymore."

He looked down at me, his hand still wrapped around my waist.

"She is mine now..."