Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 633

Chapter 633: Happy Without Me

Olivia’s POV

The next morning, I teleported straight into Alpha Adrian’s living room.

He was already there, standing near the window like he had been waiting for a while.

The moment he saw me, a big, bright smile spread across his face. He didn’t even try to hide it.

"Welcome," he said, getting to his feet.

"Good morning, Alpha Adrian," I replied politely. I didn’t waste time. "Where is Elara?" I asked, going straight to the reason I was there.

Today was Saturday.

I wanted to spend as much time as possible with my sons.

"She’s upstairs, in her room," he said quickly. "She’s been asking if you’d come."

My heart softened.

"Alright," I said. "Let’s go."

He led me upstairs but stopped at the door. "I’ll stay out here," he said gently. "Take your time."

I nodded and knocked softly.

"Come..." a small voice answered.

I stepped inside.

Elara was sitting on her bed with her iPad beside her. The moment she saw me, her face lit up.

"Hi," she said softly.

The word wasn’t perfect.

But it was clear.

My smile came easily. "Hi, Elara."

She smiled wider, proud of herself.

She picked up her iPad and typed carefully, then turned the screen toward me.

Welcome.

"That’s very good," I said, sitting beside her. "You’re doing amazing."

She nodded shyly.

We talked for a little while. Slowly. Calmly.

Sometimes she used the iPad.

Sometimes she tried with her voice.

I didn’t rush her.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked gently.

She paused, then whispered, "Yes."

I smiled. "Good."

I pointed at the drawings on her table. "Did you draw these today?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"They’re beautiful," I said honestly. "You’re very talented."

Her shoulders lifted, proud.

I tried again, carefully. "Can you say... blue?"

She frowned a little, thinking hard.

"B... blue," she said, softly but clearly.

My heart skipped.

"That’s perfect," I said, keeping my voice calm so I wouldn’t scare her. "Very perfect."

She grinned.

We tried a few more simple words.

"Yes.

No.

Okay."

Each one came slowly. Carefully.

But they came.

After a while, she looked at me and asked quietly, "You... stay?"

I checked the time, then met her eyes.

"I can stay a little longer," I said. "But I have to go see my sons later."

She nodded, understanding more than people gave her credit for.

"Okay," she whispered.

We talked a little more after that.

I asked her about her favorite color again.

"Blue," she said, faster this time.

I asked what she liked to draw most.

"Flowers," she whispered, then smiled like she was proud she said it without help.

When I finally stood up, she looked at me with those wide eyes again.

"You... come back?" she asked softly.

"Yes," I promised. "Very soon."

She nodded, then surprised me by leaning forward and hugging me. It was gentle. Careful. Like she was afraid I might disappear.

"I’ll see you soon, Elara," I whispered.

Of warmth.

Of life.

They were so caught up in it—so happy—that they didn’t notice me standing there.

I didn’t step in.

I just watched.

My boys.

My mates.

Her.

All together.

All laughing.

All looking like one big, messy, happy family.

Without me.

Something sharp twisted in my chest, sudden and painful. I pressed my fingers lightly against the doorframe, grounding myself.

I told myself I shouldn’t feel this way.

That it was childish.

That Aurora had already said everything clearly.

That she wasn’t my enemy.

But standing there, unseen, watching them play like nothing was broken... like nothing was missing...

My heart sank.

Lennox was the first to notice me.

He froze mid-laugh, a pillow still in his hand. His eyes lifted to the doorway and locked on me. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Olivia," he said softly. "You’re here."

The word carried through the room like a stone dropped into water.

One by one, everyone turned.

Levi’s smile slipped from his face.

Louis straightened, the laughter dying in his throat.

Aurora stopped moving, the pillow falling loosely onto the bed.

Even the boys went quiet, their smiles fading.

The room changed instantly.

Just seconds ago, it had been loud and warm and full of life.

Now it felt tight. Awkward. Like an intruder had just walked in.