Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38: No More Weakness

Olivia's POV

I looked around, realizing I was standing in the pack house backyard, decorated with twinkling lights and colorful ribbons. It was beautiful, almost magical, and my heart swelled with happiness.

My thirteenth birthday.

The triplets stood near the picnic table, their faces lit up with proud grins. Lennox was struggling to keep a banner from tangling while Levi arranged a plate of cupcakes shaped like little wolves, and Louis was busy lighting a small bonfire. The scent of roasted marshmallows filled the air, making my stomach growl.

"Come on, Nox, you're gonna strangle yourself," Levi teased, laughing as Lennox glared at him.

"Shut up and help me before Olivia sees this mess!" Lennox snapped back, huffing as he finally managed to get the banner straight.

Louis looked over his shoulder and caught sight of me, his eyes lighting up. "Well, too late. Birthday girl's already here."

All three of them turned, and I couldn't help but laugh at how flustered Lennox looked. They grinned at me, their faces softening as I stepped closer.

"You guys did all this for me?" I whispered, glancing around at the effort they'd put in—the decorations, the snacks, the little makeshift stage where they'd set up a karaoke machine.

Levi shrugged casually, but his smile was warm. "Of course. You deserve the best, Liv. You only turn thirteen once."

Louis came up behind me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, giving me a playful squeeze. "Plus, we figured you'd appreciate a party just for you. No adults. Just us and you."

I looked between them, my heart pounding strangely in my chest. They'd always been there—my protectors, my friends, the ones who would do anything to make me smile. But tonight, something felt different. My cheeks heated as I realized how handsome they'd become—taller, stronger, and more confident.

Lennox stepped closer, offering me one of the wolf-shaped cupcakes. "Happy birthday, pup," he said with a smirk, using the nickname that used to annoy me but now just made my stomach flutter.

I accepted the cupcake, my hands trembling slightly. "Thanks, Nox," I murmured, biting into it and savoring the sweetness.

Levi pulled me toward the little dance area, turning on some music. "Come on, birthday girl. Dance with me," he insisted, grabbing my hand and twirling me around. I laughed, feeling dizzy but happy as he spun me.

Not wanting to be left out, Louis cut in, pulling me away from Levi with a grin. "You've had your turn," he teased. "Now it's mine."

Lennox rolled his eyes, but his lips twitched into a smile. "You two are gonna make her sick. Let her breathe."

I found myself giggling as Louis guided me into a slower dance, his hands on my waist, his eyes holding mine. I'd never noticed how intense his gaze was—how his lips curved just slightly when he looked at me like that.

My heart pounded as I glanced between them, a sudden realization crashing over me. These boys—the ones who'd always been like older brothers—were starting to make my heart race. I didn't know what it meant or why it scared me, but I couldn't deny it anymore.

I was falling in love with them.

The thought made my cheeks burn, and I quickly looked down, hoping they wouldn't notice how flustered I'd gotten. Levi caught my chin, tilting my face up to meet his smirk.