Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 302: Won't Accept It Olivia's POV "That was how it happened," Calvin finished, his voice weighed down by the ridiculous story he had just told me.

I scoffed in anger, my hands flying to my hair as I yanked at it in pure frustration. Then I snapped my gaze to him, my eyes burning with rage.

"It's never happening," I hissed. "I'm not getting married to Lord Frederick just because I was vowed to him by a woman I never even met. Who the hell gave her the right to vowto him?" Calvin let out a deep sigh and sank back into the couch, his elbows resting on his knees. His frown cut deep into his face as he studied me.

"Don't worry, sis," he said finally, his voice low and calm. "I'm not going to force you to do something you don't want to do... but-" I narrowed my eyes. "But what?" His jaw tightened before he continued. "But the blood oath Hailee made wasn't just a simple promise. It's sealed magic. And if what Frederick said is true..." I crossed my arms, glaring. "Spit it out, Calvin." He hesitated, then leaned forward. "If you refuse him completely... if you try to break the bond... the magic will turn on you. And I don't know if even I can stop it." I stared at him, my heart pounding in my ears.

"You're tellingmy life depends on sstupid promise my great-grandmother made years ago?" His silence was answer enough.

I gritted my teeth and shook my head. "Then I guess we're going to find a way to break it... because I'd rather die fighting it than live as someone's property." With that, I turned and stormed upstairs.

Back in my room, Lolita and Nora were already waiting. I could tell from the looks on their faces that they'd overheard everything.

"What are you going to do?" Nora asked.

I didn't answer. I had no idea what to say. Instead, I sank onto the bed, my thoughts spinning. "Why now...?" | whispered, my fingers tightening around the edge of the blanket. "Why now, when my life was finally starting to fall into place..." Lolita sat beside me, her hand brushing mine in silent comfort.

Nora crouched in front of me, so I had no choice but to meet her eyes. "You have to tell the triplets." My head snapped up. "No," I said without giving it a second thought.

"They have a right to know," she argued gently. "This isn't srandom trouble you can hide from them. If what Alpha Calvin says is true, this is life or death. And you know damn well they'll want to fight for you." I shook my head, my throat tight. "If they know... they'll lose their minds. Lennox will go to war. Levi and Louis will follow him without hesitation. And Frederick-" I bit my lip. "Frederick isn't just srandom vampire we can push around. He's ancient. Old magic runs in his veins." Lolita frowned deeply. "So what? You're just going to sit here and wait for him to claim you?" "I'm going to think," I said firmly. "There has to be a way out. I'm not his. I'll never be his." Silence settled between us for a few seconds, heavy and suffocating.

Lolita broke the silence first, tilting her head and watchingclosely.

"What if there were no triplets?" she asked quietly. "What if you were still... you know... having issues with them? Would you have at least considered Lord Frederick?" The question caughtoff guard. I froze, my lips parting but no words coming out.

I hated that I even had to think about it.

My mind drifted for a second... and the truth was, Lord Frederick was insanely hot. Strong. Tall. Confident. He carried himself like the world already belonged to him. He was dangerous in that way smen are. He was magnetic, alluring, the kind of man that made you wonder what it would be like to be claimed by him.

And yes... he was exactly my type physically. If the triplets had never been in the picture... if I hadn't felt what I feel for Lennox, Louis, and Levi... maybe, just maybe, I would have thought about giving him a chance.

But that was a fantasy.

The reality was... the triplets are my life.

They are a part ofin ways I can't explain. I know their flaws, their bad sides, their tempers, their mistakes... but I still love them. And they loveback with that fierce, possessive, unshakable way that feels like home.

Lord Frederick? I don't even know him. I don't know the real man behind om that charming smile of the things he's done over the centuries. For all I know, his hands are stained with blood I could never forgive him for. So no matter how tempting Lord Frederick might seem... no matter how curious I might be about him... it doesn't change the fact that my heart belongs to the triplets.

I gave Lolita a small, firm smile.

"Maybe, yes... if they weren't in the m picture, I'd give him a chance to know him. But they are in the picture.

They're my mates... my everything. That's not changing." Nora exhaled, relieved at my answer. Lolita just nodded, but I could tell her mind was already working on the next thing to say.

I pushed myself off the bed suddenly, determination replacing my earlier frustration.

"I have to meet the seer," I said aloud, more to myself than to anyone. "If there's even the smallest chancel can heal my mother, she might be the one who can help me... and if my mother wakes, she can guide me. She can helpwith this decision." Nora's head tilted in concern. "Liv, are you prepared for that? Your healing ability—" I shook my head, cutting her off. "yes. I'm not wasting another minute. I can't make this choice without her." Lolita straightened from the bed, studying my expression. "You're serious." "Dead serious," I replied.

I glanced between them, my decision final. "I'll be back soon. Don't worry about me. And... don't tell my brother where I went." "Olivia-" Nora began, but I was already stepping away.

With one last look at their worried faces, I whispered, "Trust me." And then... I teleported.