Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 264: Attention

Olivia's POV

For a moment, | thought they would protest, stand their ground, challenge Calvin, and refuse to leave. And that

terrified me. Because just looking at Calvin... | could tell he was close to losing it. His hands were still clenched,

his breathing uneven. | had never seen him that angry before, but something told me... if he snapped, it would

be catastrophic.

Thankfully, they didn’t push it.

One by one, the triplets gave a reluctant nod, turned around, and walked out.

The moment the door clicked shut behind them, silence fell like a heavy curtain. My wolf whimpered inside me,

pacing restlessly, and a strange discomfort bloomed in my chest. She was still howling. Mates...

But | shut her out. | buried the ache deep and kept my face unreadable—even though inside, | was falling apart.

A few seconds passed before Calvin exhaled deeply and turned to me. The anger on his face was gone, replaced

with concern. His eyes softened as they landed on me.

"You okay?" he asked gently.

"Yes," | lied.

But | wasn’t okay. Not even close.

| had just confirmed that | was related to the triplets... that our families were sworn enemies... and somehow,

impossibly, they were my second chance mates.

The Moon Goddess must really enjoy messing with me.

| hesitated, then asked the question burning in my chest. "Calvin... what happened between our families?"

His jaw tensed slightly, but he shook his head.

"Today is a joyful day," he said calmly. "Let's not ruin it with old grudges. I'll tell you everything... soon. Just not

tonight."

| wanted to press further. | needed to know. But | could see it in his eyes—he wasn’t going to say more right now.

So | let it go. For now.

He reached for my hand. "Come. Let’s go back to the party. Your guests are waiting."

| didn’t want to. | didn’t feel like celebrating. But | forced a smile, nodding.

Calvin ledback to the hall, and the moment we stepped in, | realized the party had calive again. Music

floated through the air. Glasses clinked. Laughter echoed in distant corners. Guests were chatting, dancing, and

sipping wine.

But the second my presence was noticed... everything shifted.

Conversations died down. Heads turned.

And then, all at once, the entire room’s attention locked onto me—Ilike bees swarming to honey.

It was suffocating.

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Calvin gently squeezed my hand in support before letting go, nodding toward the crowd. "Go on," he whispered.

"Meet them. They cfor you."

| took a breath and nodded slowly, lifting my chin.

Then they began to approach.

One by one.

A tall Alpha in a black and gold suit stepped forward first. He gave a respectful bow, his eyes dark and intense.

"Alpha Kade of the Red Fang Pack," he introduced himself. "It’s an honor to finally meet the moon-blessed one."

| gave him a polite smile and a nod. "Thank you."

Next ca regal vampire lord with silver hair and piercing blue eyes. "Lord Vadim of the Eastern Blood Court,"

he said with a small smirk, taking my hand and pressing a kiss to it. "You're even more captivating in person."

| withdrew my hand quickly, trying to mask my discomfort. "Thank you for coming."

A Beta from the Northern Wastes followed, then a warlock draped in midnight-blue robes. A siren prince, a Fae

general, a Lycan heir.

They all introduced themselves—swith charm, others with flattery. Their titles varied, but they all had one

thing in common:

Their eyes.

Every single one of them looked atwith the sunsettling hunger. Desire. As if | were a prize to be

claimed... fought for.

Their gazes lingered a second too long. Their words dripped with admiration. Stried to hide it behind

respect, but it was there.

They all wanted me.

My wolf growled low inside me, restless and agitated. She didn’t like this. Neither did I.

But | stayed silent. Composed. Trying my best not to think of the triplet.

As a Beta spoke to me, my eyes drifted through the crowd and found that svampire who had caught my eye

when | first entered. He stood a few feet away, deep in conversation with a woman in flowing green silk, his

expression calm and charming. But as if he sensed my stare... he suddenly looked up.

Straight at me.

Our eyes locked.

| froze. Caught.

I quickly looked away, swallowing hard as heat crawled up my neck. What was wrong with me? Why was |

staring? Why did it feel like... he knew | was?

| tried to focus on the Beta still speaking to me, nodding politely even though | had no idea what he was saying.

My thoughts were a mess.

| wondered—Who is he, really?

Unable to hold back my curiosity, | blurted, "Who is that man?" | asked the Beta in front ofwhile my eyes

flicked back to the vampire’s direction. This time, he wasn’t looking at me.

"He's Lord Frederick," the Beta responded. "A vampire lord. One of the oldest."

| turned my head slightly. My eyebrows raised. "But he doesn’t look a day over twenty-five..."

The Beta smirked faintly. "That's the thing about vampires. They stop aging after a certain point. He's well over

three hundred."

My lips parted in silent shock. Three hundred?

| tried not to stare again.

When | was little, vampires were the monsters in bedtstories. Creatures of the dark. Enemies of werewolves.

| still remembered those stories clearly—wolves and vampires at war, blood spilled for centuries.

But years later, I'd read in old books how the great wars ended. Peace treaties signed. The vampires vowed to

drink only animal blood or blood delivered from hospitals. Swent years without needing it at all. Most only

required it once a month.

My brow furrowed. There was something about Lord Frederick that set my nerves on edge. Not in a bad way. But

not good either.

| forced a smile as the Beta politely

excused himself and moved on. As

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Lord Frederick was the only one who hadn’t cto me.

Everyone else had cforward. Alphas, Hybrids, Betas, warlocks, royals. They introduced themselves, offered

their respect, and tried to impress me.

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"Lady Olivia!" a woman's voice

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whith a Johir smile stepped up to me,

holding a glass of wine. "You look

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"Thank you," | replied softly, trying to remain present.

She leaned in slightly, lowering her voice. "You must feel like a goddess with all these powerful men lining up for

your attention."

| gave a small, polite laugh. "It’s a little overwhelming, to be honest."

She winked. "They'll be fighting for you before the night ends."

| wasn’t sure if that was meant to be a compliment or a warning.

And then | noticed—just behind her, Lord Frederick was moving toward us.

The air seemed to tighten... grow colder...

A strange chill crawled across my skin, even though the room was warm.

Slowly, purposefully, Lord Frederick

approached. He didn't rush. Dida,

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And the entire time... his eyes never left me.

My heart skipped.

He wasn’t pretending to look elsewhere like the others. He wasn’t trying to charmfrom across the room.

No.

He was coming straight for me.

And for a reason | couldn't explain, that terrified me.