Fated To Not Just One, But Three-Chapter 154: Shocking News

Olivia's POV

"Really?" I asked, my voice trembling. "Because of this? This is why you three tormented my life for four fucking years? Because of this lie?" I choked on the words, the tears finally breaking free.

No matter how hard I tried to hold them back, they kept coming. I couldn't stop.

It was painful—so painful—to realize they had hated me all these years over a letter I never even wrote.

Yes, the words in their letters were cruel. But how could they believe I could have written something like that?

How could a fourteen-year-old girl say such hurtful things to the people she worshipped?

How could they not know me?

Did they ever pay attention?

I practically adored them… every single one of them. And still, they thought I could say something so vile.

Weren't they supposed to ask me? To come to me and demand the truth?

But they didn't.

They just believed it. Hated me. Rejected me.

They made me suffer for a crime I didn't commit.

Lennox stepped forward, lips parted, like he wanted to say something—to plead, to explain—but before he could get a word out, the double doors burst open.

Anita was dragged in, still in her silky nightgown, her hair messy and eyes wide with confusion and rage.

"Let go of me!" she screamed, yanking her arms, but the guards held her tightly.

All three brothers turned to her like wolves who'd finally cornered their prey. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

I clenched my jaw, my heart pounding, watching them, waiting to see what they would do to her. I expected Levi or Lennox to move first, maybe even Louis to yell. But before they could, Alpha Damien stepped forward.

His face was unreadable, his body calm.

Too calm.

Anita turned to him, confused, but before she could speak…

CRACK!

The sound of his palm slapping across her cheek rang through the room like thunder.

The room went still.

I gasped, stepping back in shock. Even the triplets froze, their eyes wide as they turned to him. None of us saw it coming.

None of us expected the man who had been silent all this time to explode like that.

Anita stumbled from the force, held upright only by the guards gripping her arms.

Alpha Damien's voice came out low but angry. "How dare you sell her?"

Anita blinked, stunned. "W-what?"

His eyes were glowing now—sharp, wild, and full of anger. "Don't insult my intelligence by pretending you don't know what I'm talking about."

"I—I didn't—" she started, but Damien raised a finger slowly, silencing her with just a look.

"If you lie to me," he said, voice cold as ice, "I will not show the patience these three have shown you. I am not one of your Alphas. I am Alpha Damien of the Pearl Pack, and if you deny what I already know, I will rip your tongue out of your mouth myself."

The blood drained from her face.

The silence in the room was suffocating.

"I did my investigation," Damien continued. "I spoke to the traffickers before we came here. The one who held Olivia… said a woman paid for the girl to disappear. Said she made it look like a rogue kidnapping. Said she was very specific about making sure the girl never came back here alive."

Anita trembled now, her eyes darting from one brother to the next. No more pretending. No more smugness.

My hands were shaking.

Tears rolled freely now—not from pain—but from the feeling of being stood up for. This man I barely knew was standing up for me.

Anita's mouth opened, but no words came.

"You will speak," he said darkly, "but only when we tell you to. Or I swear to the goddess, Anita, I will make you regret the day you ever stepped foot in this pack."

And for the first time ever… Anita looked afraid.

Alpha Damien turned to the triplets, his gaze heavy with disappointment. "I'm ashamed of all three of you," he said. "Olivia was your wife. Your mate. And yet, I heard how you treated her… because of a fucking letter. A letter anyone could have written!"

Lennox stepped forward, his face etched in a frown. "Uncle…"

"Damien." Alpha Damien corrected him. It seems he didn't like to be addressed as uncle.

Lennox lowered his head. "We were confused… the letter destroyed us. It turned us into something we're not."

Damien scoffed. "No, Lennox. The letter didn't destroy you. You destroyed yourselves the moment you chose to believe it without question. You let your pride speak louder than your hearts. You let her suffer—for years."

None of them said a word.

Louis looked pale. Levi's hands were clenched at his sides. Lennox looked like he was ready to collapse from the weight of shame.

"Take her to the dungeon," Levi snapped suddenly, turning his anger toward Anita. "I want her locked up and bound. Now!"

Two guards immediately stepped forward, gripping Anita tighter.

But she threw her head back and laughed bitterly.

"You can't lock me up," she said with a twisted smile. "You wouldn't dare."

The brothers growled, it seemed their wolves were trying to take over.

"Really?" she said, glaring at them. "Are you really going to throw me in a dungeon while I'm still carrying your children?"

The room froze.

My breath caught.

"What?" Louis asked, his frown deepening.

"You lost the pregnancy," Levi growled, stepping forward. "You told us that weeks ago."

Anita blinked dramatically, her expression softening like a wounded innocent person. "Yes… I did. I lost one. But two days ago, I started feeling sick. The healer examined me and confirmed… there are still two pups in me."

"No…" Levi shook his head, his voice almost pleading. "You said—"

"I wanted to surprise you," she said quickly. "I wanted it to be special… after everything. I just needed time."

The silence that followed was suffocating.

I stared at her, not knowing what to feel about this… Anita was still pregnant? She lost only one pup? How was that possible?

"So?" she continued, lifting her chin. "Will you throw me in a dungeon while your children grow inside me?"

The triplets didn't move.

No one did.