Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Looking for you

Olivia's POV

Gabriel stood too, his hands raised in a small, apologetic gesture. "I'm sorry," he said quickly, his voice full of regret. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, Olivia. Really."

I hesitated, swallowing down the surge of conflicting emotions churning inside me. His voice sounded… sincere.

"If you want," he said cautiously, like testing the waters, "I could show you around? This place can feel like a prison if you stay locked up in one room."

I chewed the inside of my cheek, considering. Part of me wanted to crawl back to the Full Moon Pack, but another part of me wanted to stay here a little longer.

"Fine," I muttered, crossing my arms again. "I'll leave after that."

Gabriel chuckled lowly, "As your lordship wishes," he said with a wink, and I shyly looked away.

He led the way, walking beside me but keeping a respectful distance.

First, he took me outside, down a wide path that opened into a sprawling, open field. The grass was trimmed low, and sturdy wooden dummies lined one side like silent sentinels.

"The combat grounds," Gabriel said, waving a hand. "Where all the future warriors train."

I nodded, impressed by the size.

He then showed me the gardens, the training rooms, even a small armory tucked away in a stone building. Gabriel talked easily, filling the silence with light stories and funny facts about the place. I found myself listening despite myself, the heavy knot in my chest loosening just a little.

If only one of them spoke this way to me, I thought suddenly, the image of three pairs of familiar eyes flashing through my mind—Lennox's angry intensity, Louis teasing smirks, Levi's guarded tenderness.

My wolf, silent until now, stirred suddenly inside me, her voice urgent and low.

"They're getting worried," she said. "The triplets… they're searching for you. I can feel it, Olivia."

I stiffened mid-step. Gabriel noticed but said nothing.

"You should at least unblock them," my wolf urged. "Let them know you're safe."

My throat tightened painfully.

No.

I wasn't ready.

Not after everything.

"I won't," I whispered to myself harshly, earning a concerned glance from Gabriel.

"Just tell them you're fine," my wolf pleaded. "They are so worried!"

What about my pain? I thought bitterly. Did anyone ever care about that?

I gritted my teeth and shoved the feelings down.

Gabriel, sensing my shift in mood, slowed his pace, giving me space.

"Want to see the lake next?" he asked, his voice careful, like he didn't want to spook me again.

I nodded stiffly, forcing my legs to move forward, trying to push any thought of them away.

The walk to the lake was silent. At first, I thought it was a comfortable kind of silence—the kind that settled when two people had said all they needed to say. But after a few steps, I realized something was… off.

Gabriel's expression had shifted. His shoulders were tense now, his jaw tight. He wasn't relaxed like before. His eyes, usually sharp and focused on me, were glazed, distant.

He's mind-linking someone, I realized instantly.

I stopped walking. My heart kicked painfully against my ribs. Something was wrong. I could feel it.