Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 128

128 Breakfast

Olivia’s POVO

I frowned at her.

“What do you want?” I asked coldly, making sure she could see the hatred in my eyes–even though I was supposed to be faking memory loss.

Anita folded her arms across her chest and glared at me. “You spent the night in Lennox’s room, didn’t you? What were you doing there?” Her voice was sharp, laced with jealousy so obvious it was almost pathetic.

I scoffed. “Why should I tell you that?”

Her eyes narrowed. “Because Lennox is my man, and you–you’re Gabriel’s wife, remember? So, tell me what do you think your husband would say if he found out you spent the night in Alpha Lennox’s room?”

I wanted to snap at her, to tell her to go to hell and that I didn’t care—but I held myself back. I had to keep pretending. Gabriel was my husband, and I needed to act the part.

I took a shaky breath, forcing my expression to shift into one of panic. “Please, Anita,” I whispered, stepping back. “I didn’t mean to cause any problems.”

My voice trembled just enough to sound believable.

“I–I had a bad dream and couldn’t sleep. I went to Lennox because… I thought seeing him might help calm me down. That’s all. I swear, nothing happened.”

Anita’s brows furrowed, and I saw a flicker of doubt cross her face. Good.

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My words were getting to her.

She stepped closer, her voice low and threatening. “Stay away from the Alphas, Madam. It’s for your own good. If you don’t, I have plenty of lies I could tell Alpha Gabriel.” 2

I clenched my fists at my sides, biting back every insult I wanted to throw in

her face.

With one final glare, Anita turned and stormed down the hallway.

As she left, Lolita and Nora approached my door, concern etched on their

faces.

“Is everything alright?” Lolita asked gently.

“Yes,” I nodded, forcing a small smile. “Everything’s fine.”

I turned and walked back into the room. The girls followed, closing the

door behind them.

I went to the pillow and pulled the document back out, placing it on the

bed.

Lolita’s eyes widened slightly. “That’s the file, isn’t it?” she whispered.

I nodded.

I glanced around cautiously, then leaned in. “You said you need to get this to your uncle, right?”

“Yes. The earlier, the better,” Lolita nodded. “I’ll go out today,” she said quietly. “I’ll hide the file beneath some clothes and take it to him.”

I nodded firmly. “Good. Thank you,” I said sincerely.

I turned to Nora, handing her the key. “While we are having breakfast, I

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want you to sneak to Lennox’s room and drop this key inside the third

drawer.”

Nora nodded and took the key from me.

Lolita spoke up. “We need to get you dressed. The Alphas personally requested that you come down for breakfast today.”

My frown deepened. “Great,” I muttered under my breath.

They picked out a blue dress that hugged my curves modestly and brought out the warmth in my skin tone.

Once I was ready, they led me through the corridors of the pack house.

When we reached the dining room, I froze in the doorway.

The triplets were already seated.

And so was Anita.

But what struck me wasn’t her smug expression–it was the shirts the triplets were wearing.

I blinked. I knew those shirts. I would recognize them anywhere.

The faded navy–blue fabric. The simple stitching. The tiny wolf emblem I embroidered by hand, clumsily sewn into the bottom hem.

Those were the shirts I bought them for their eighteenth birthday.

I was thirteen then–barely understanding what love truly meant. I had saved my lunch money for months just to get them those shirts. They were too big for them back then.

Now… they had clearly overgrown them. The sleeves were tight around their biceps, the fabric stretched across their broad chests.

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