Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 382: Talk With Sofia

Olivia's POV

"Sofia? Is everything okay? You don’t sound okay." Her voice was shaky, threaded with muffled sniffles. My brows

furrowed instantly. For a moment, all thoughts of Frederick and his cursed house slipped away—I couldn't focus

on anything but her. "What is it? Where are you?" | pressed, my wolf pricking up with worry.

Her silence stretched, heavy and aching, until finally | felt her broken whisper. "I... | did something, Olivia.

Something | shouldn't have. And now | feel like I'm drowning."

Her pain washed overthrough the bond, raw and unguarded. My chest tightened. "Talk to me," | urged softly.

"Don’t hold it in. Whatever it is—you can tell me."

Sofia’s voice cracked, barely audible. "I think... | still love him. And it hurts so much, because | know I shouldn't."

| sighed. I didn’t need her to nhim. | already knew who she meant. | closed my eyes, steadying myself, then

pushed calmness into the bond. "Sofia, listen, you don’t have to beat yourself up about it."

Her breathing hitched, almost like a sob. "Do you really? Because right now... | feel like I'm going mad."

"You are not going mad, my dear... believe me, you are not. This is love, and there is nothing you can do about it.

Think ofas an example... Damien never did what the triplets did to me. Those men hurtin ways | never

imagined to forgive them, but look at us now... | tried, Sofia, | tried to hate them, tried not to forgive them, but |

couldn't... | couldn’t stay away from them because | love them. They are my mates, and there is nothing | could

do to stay away from them."

Sofia inhaled deeply over the mind link. "So what should | do, Olivia? | can’t tell him | want us back... and

besides, | don’t even think he wants me. His actions... they don’t show it."

I sighed softly, my chest aching for her. "Sofia, listen to me. Men are not always good at showing their feelings.

Damien might act cold, distant, but that doesn’t mean he has stopped loving you. | know he still feels

something."

Her silence toldshe was listening, clinging to my words. | pressed on. "Don’t let fear make your choices. You

say you're scared he doesn’t want you back, but what if he does? What if he’s just as scared as you? You'll never

know unless you open your heart and speak."

Her breathing grew shaky again. "But Olivia... what if he rejects me?"

| understood her worry. "Then at least you'll know. At least you won't live the rest of your life drowning in what-

ifs. Isn’t the pain of silence worse than the pain of truth?"

Sofia sniffled but didn’t say anything.

"Start small," I told her. "You don’t have to pour it all out at once. Just... show him a piece of your heart. Let him

see you. Let him feel you again. And trust that if the bond between you is real—and | believe it is—he won't let

you slip away."

Her whisper csoft, fragile, but with a spark of courage. "I'll... I'll try."

"Good."

"But Olivia, | have to tell you something else." This tshe sounded more worried.

"What is it?"

She hesitated, and through the bond | could feel her wolf urging her, pushing her to speak. Finally, Sofia

whispered, her words trembling. "My investigator... the one I hired to look into Rebecca’s death—he told me

something. He checked her call records through the phone company."

| straightened, my pulse quickening. "And?"

Her next words were sharp enough to steal my breath. "The last person Rebecca spoke to... was Damien. They

talked for fifteen minutes. And now | don’t know what to think. Olivia—what if he’s lying to me? What if... what if

he had something to do with her death?"

The silence on the bond stretched heavy, suffocating. My heart thudded hard in my chest. | could feel her panic,

her doubt, the way her love for Damien warred against the horror of what she'd just learned.

I swallowed, steadying my voice, though the weight of her revelation pressed into me. "Sofia... listen to me.

Don’t jump yet. Fifteen minutes doesn’t prove guilt. It only proves they spoke. We don’t know what they spoke

about."

Her breathing hitched, and | knew she was crying again. "But why hasn't he told me, Olivia? Why would he hide

that from me?"

| closed my eyes, fighting to stay calm for her sake. "That's what you have to find out. Not from investigators.

Not from outsiders. From him. You need to ask Damien yourself."

"I can’t... | can’t ask him. What if he hurtsto close his tracks?"

My frown deepened. "Stop it, Sofia... Damien can never hurt you. You of all people should know that."

| was sure of this... Damien could do many things, he may even have a hand in Rebecca’s death, but hurting

Sofia was something | knew he would never do.

Sofia’s voice trembled. "I'm just confused."

| pressed the bond gently, sending her warmth, the way only sisters could. "Then rest, Sofia. Don't let fear eat

you alive. We'll figure this out together."

Her breathing softened, though I still felt her doubt lingering. "Thank you, Olivia..."

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Before | could think too long about it, | teleported straight to the mansion, but something felt... quiet. Too quiet. |

went straight to Lennox’s room first. Empty. Levi's? Empty. Louis's? The same.

| frowned, glancing at the dusky light spilling in through the tall windows. Evening had already settled over the

grounds, which meant they weren't sleeping. They were busy.

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A smile appeared on my face as | followed it.

The sounds reachedfirst—the rhythmic thud of feet against the dirt, the sharp clang of weapons clashing,

the low growl of exertion.

And then | saw them.

Louis, bare-chested, sweat gleaming across his skin, his movements sharp and precise as he fought... her.

A woman | had never seen before.

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My feet stopped at the edge of the sparring ground. My chest tightened, my wolf bristling.

She wasn't just skilled. She was captivating. And the way Louis's eyes locked on her every move made my heart

clench in a way | didn’t expect.