Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 174

174 It Should Have Been Me

174 It Should Have Been Me

Olivia’s POV

I burst into the room–and froze.

Lying unconscious on Lennox’s bed were the triplets. Three of them. Lifeless. Pale. Surrounded by healers working frantically, their brows furrowed in concentration.

My heart stopped.

The moment my presence was noticed, everyone turned to look at me except the healers, who were focused on the triplets.

Lady Fiona was the first to move. Her eyes were already wet with tears. She looked at me like I had stabbed her in the heart.

“What have you done?” she whispered, her voice shaking with grief and disbelief. She didn’t need to ask. Her tone said she already knew.

I opened my mouth to speak, to defend myself–but nothing came out. So I shut it

my throat. again, swallowing the lump in

Sir Damon said nothing. He Just stared at me blankly, then turned his eyes fk to his sons, his face etched with worry.

And then there was Alpha Damien.

His eyes were wild. Furious. Like a storm trapped behind them. He marched toward me, and before I could even react, he grabbed my wrist.

“Wait–Alpha Damien-” I started, but he wasn’t listening.

He dragged me out of the room with so much force I nearly stumbled. I wanted to resist, to pull away–but something told me not to. Something told me this wasn’t the time to fight him.

His rage was suffocating, burning off him in waves. He didn’t speak until we reached his room. He shoved the door open, yanked me inside, and slammed it shut behind us.

Then he turned–and suddenly pushed me against the wall.

174 It Should Have Been Me

My back hit the cold surface with a thud, and I gasped. I tried to sidestep him, but he caged me in–his arms braced on either side of my head, his body too close.

Our eyes locked, and I could see the rage in his eyes.

He leaned in suddenly, his nose brushing against my neck as he sniffed me.

His whole body stiffened.

The anger in his darkened.

gaze

“Who was he?” he asked, his voice low but filled with rage.

I frowned, lifting my chin, refusing to flinch under his gaze. “None of your concern.”

He slammed his hand into the wall beside my head, making me jump. “Of course it’s my fucking concern!” he growled.

“We’re in a game, Olivia! We have a plan–a strategy! You and I–how the hell do you expect the others to believe in us if you go around fucking someone else!”

“I didn’t fuck anyone,” I snapped, my voice sharper than I meant.

He laughed bitterly. “No? You didn’t fuck him?” His lips curled, his eyes narrowing. “But you made out with him, didn’t you? I can smell him on you. His wolfis ill clinging to your skin.”

“That’s none of your business!” I shot back, shoving against his chest. He didn’t budge.

“You think I don’t know what this is about?” he snarled. “You want your payback–for what the triplets did. For all the pain. I get it, Olivia. I do. But if you’re going to get even, it has to be with me.”

I stared at him, stunned.

His voice dropped, raw and ragged. “If anyone was supposed to touch you, then it has to be me!”

My frown deepened. “What are you saying…”

“I said what I said!” He cut me off.

There was something else in his voice now. Jealousy, maybe. Or maybe I was just imagining it.

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174 It Should Have Been Me

“Only I get to touch you!” he spat.

I scoffed, trying to ignore the heat rising under my skin. “That’s insane. I’m your nephews‘ wife.”

“I know that,” he growled, his voice strained.

His chest was rising and falling fast, his breath heavy, his fists clenched at his sides. For a moment, he looked like he was struggling, fighting something inside himself.

I’d ever laid

“Stay away from that man. Do you understand me?” His voice was low but sharp, no room for argument. “Until this is over–until we are done playing this game–you stay the hell away from every man.”

1. me.