Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 465: We Meet Again

Olivia's POV

For a moment, | couldn't move. | just stood there, staring, my heart slamming against my ribs as if it was trying

to make sense of what | was seeing.

My parents.

The two people | thought I'd never see again.

My breath caught as my eyes roamed over them.

Mother looked... different somehow. Her face had more color than | remembered, and she'd gained a little weight

—not too much, just enough to make her look healthy. Her eyes glistened when they met mine, filling with tears

instantly.

But it was him who frozeto the core.

My father.

The man I'd mourned for years. The man I'd buried in my memories when | was fourteen.

He stood there alive, real, breathing—looking older, yes, but still every inch the father | remembered. His dark

hair was streaked with silver now, his broad shoulders still proud, though | could see the weight of tin his

eyes.

| couldn’t speak. My mouth opened, but no words cout. My body felt locked between shock, anger, and

disbelief.

How?

How was this possible?

My father took a slow step forward, his gaze soft and full of guilt. "Olivia," he whispered, his voice trembling.

Hearing him say my nbroke something inside me.

Tears filled my eyes, and before | could stop myself, | moved—one step, then another, then | was running.

Straight into my mother’s arms.

She caughttightly, pullingclose, and I finally let go. The tears chard and fast, burning my face.

"My baby," she sobbed against my hair. "Oh, Olivia, I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

Her words shook me. Sorry? Sorry will never be enough.

When I finally pulled away, | turned to my father. "You..." | choked out. "You deceived me."

He gave a small, pained smile. "I'm so sorry."

My throat tightened. "You letbelieve you were dead."

His expression faltered—regret flashed in his eyes. "It wasn’t by choice," he said quietly. "There were... things

you didn’t know, things we couldn't tell you. It was the only way to protect you."

| stared at him, stunned. "Protectfrom what?"

He didn’t answer. His silence was enough to make my heart sink.

| shook my head, stepping back. "You don’t get to say that after all these years! You don’t get to show up now

after everything and pretend you did this for me!"

My mother reached foragain, but | pulled away, trembling. "Do you have any idea what it was like? To think

you were dead?" | said, glaring at my father, then turned to my mother. "And you? You knew all this time, and

you never toldanything. You kept it away from me."

Her tears fell harder. "I'm sorry, sorry."

I wanted to hate them.

Truly, | did.

For months, I'd carried the pain of losing them—the anger, the emptiness, the sleepless nights wondering why

they betrayedthe way they did.

And now here they were, standing in front of me.

Part ofwanted to scream. Another part just wanted to hold them and never let go.

"I can’t do this," | whispered, my hands trembling. "I want to hate you both for leaving me... but | can’t."

My father’s eyes softened. "We are sorry," he said quietly. "Alpha Levi reached out to us. He said you needed us."

| blinked, caught off guard. "Levi?"

He nodded. "He told us about Lennox. About what happened. We cas fast as we could."

| sighed and slowly sank down onto the sofa, my legs suddenly weak. "Of course he did," | muttered under my

breath. "He always thinks he knows what's best."

My mother sat beside me, her hand resting gently on my knee. "You look tired," she said softly. "Are you eating

at all?"

| gave a small, humorless laugh. "That's what everyone keeps asking."

She smiled faintly, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "Because we worry. You've been through so much, my

darling."

| looked at her—really looked at her. Her warmth, her familiar scent, the way her eyes still carried that same

motherly love | grew up with.

And even though | knew she wasn’t my real mother by blood, it didn’t matter. She was my mother. The woman

who raised me. The woman who loved me.

"I missed you," | whispered.

Her face softened, her voice trembling. "I missed you too."

We sat there in silence for a while, the sound of our breathing filling the space between us.

Finally, | asked, "Are you leaving today?"

Before either of them could answer, a voice cfrom the doorway.

"No," Levi said quietly, stepping into the room.

| looked up sharply. He stood there, his hands in his pockets, his eyes moving betweenand my parents.

"They'll be staying for a while," he continued. "At least until things are stable again."

| didn’t know when | flashed him a grateful smile. It was so thoughtful of him to do this for me. "Thank you," |

whispered.

Levi nodded and then turned and walked away.

After Levi left, the room grew quiet again. My parents began talking softly behind me, but | wasn’t really

listening. My mind was already somewhere else.

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| turned to the maid standing near the door. "Please show my parents to their room," | said quietly. "They must

be tired from the trip."

She nodded and began leading them away. My mother squeezed my hand before leaving, her smile soft but full

of questions | wasn’t ready to answer.

Once they were gone, | exhaled deeply and followed the faint scent of pinewood and whiskey that lingered

faintly through the hall. Levi.

It didn’t take long to find him.

The door to the study was half-open.

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beside him was already half-empty.

He looked tired, like the weight of the whole world was resting on his shoulders. Such a sight made my wolf stir

with unease.

| stepped in quietly, closing the door behind me. "Drinking this early?" | asked softly.

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