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“You’re safe now,” he murmured. “You’re home. And I promise, I won’t let anyone hurt you again.”
A big, bright smile spread across my face as tears stung my eyes. “I missed you so much,” I whispered to her. “I felt so empty without you.”
He straightened up, brushing some hair gently out of my face. “But for now… what matters is that you’re back. You’re with your real family. And I’ll protect you with everything I have.”
“I thought I was the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Parker,” I began, my voice trembling slightly. “They raised me with so much love… they never had any other children, so it was just the three of us. I never doubted for a second that I was theirs.”
Calvin looked like he was going to explode.
He-grinned happily. “A grand welcome party. To announce your return-to the entire supernatural world.”
I frowned, caught off guard. “Not really,” I answered hesitantly. “Why? What does that have to do with anything?”
I took a deep breath, the memories still painful to speak of.
Olivia’s POV
“And then… on my eighteenth birthday,” I said, looking him in the eye, “we found out I was mated to them.”
“After that… I decided to leave,” I added. “To stay with Alpha Gabriel. I thought he truly cared about me. That he was different.”
His entire body jolted. “What?”
Calvin’s smile deepened. “Yes. I’m inviting them.”
“But he wanted me dead,” I whispered bitterly. “He planned to kill me. He said I was paying for the sins of my mother.”
“They tried to make things right after learning the truth,” I admitted. “But I refused. I couldn’t live like that. So… I rejected them.”
“Olivia,” my wolf’s voice whispered in my mind, filled with emotion. “I’m back…”
“It wasn’t me. I never wrote it. I don’t even know who did.”
“Yes.” He cut me off, his voice quiet but heavy. “You’re related to the triplets… we’re distant cousins.” He dropped it like a bomb.
I shook my head slowly.
I closed my eyes for a moment, overwhelmed by the sudden peace washing over me. It felt like a piece of my soul had finally returned.
My stomach twisted. “The triplets?”
Her.
“Olivia,” he said, voice low and full of concern, “please… I need you to tell me everything. What happened to you? Who did this? How did
I raised an eyebrow. “Why?” you end up here?”
I bit my lip but didn’t press. I could see in his eyes that it wasn’t something to rush into.
I opened my eyes and looked at him.
I didn’t reply. I couldn’t. Tears welled in my eyes as he pulled me into a hug. A warm, firm, protective hug.
“How?” she whispered. “How can the men we loved… be our own blood?”
I saw pure anger in Calvin’s eyes. His hands clenched at his sides, and his aura darkened.
Calvin gave her a small nod. “Do whatever you must.
“No,” I said firmly. “I broke the bond.”
He blinked. “You’re no longer mated to them?”
Then I heard Calvin’s voice, soft but awed. “I can feel her,” he said quietly.
That’s when it hit me. He had told me something before… something I’d almost forgotten. That he was related to the triplets. By the same great-grandmother. And if Calvin is my brother… then that means…
I turned to Calvin, my voice catching in my throat. “Does… that…”
“They adored me,” I said honestly. “And I… I adored them too. We grew up together. But everything changed on my fourteenth birthday.”
“But the worst part,” I whispered, “was the triplets. They hated me. And I didn’t understand why. I kept trying to reach them, but they hurt me. Over and over. Emotionally. Physically. Like I meant nothing to them.”
“But then,” I continued, “everything started to shift. I discovered they hated me because of a letter. A forged letter. One that made them believe I loved one brother and hated the other.”
I saw something wild-rage mixed with grief-in Calvin’s eyes.
“I never left,” she said softly. “I was always here. Just trapped… waiting for you.”
My brows furrowed. “Why?”
Calvin nodded slowly, his soft eyes fixed on mine.
“Oh, and one more thing,” he added. “Tomorrow… I’m throwing a party.”
“I agreed… and that’s how I became Rebecca.”
Calvin’s eyes widened in horror.
I shook my head slowly, my lips parting in disbelief. “No… no, that can’t be true.”
A flash of relief crossed his face, like a heavy weight had just lifted from his chest.
I looked at him for a long moment. And then I began to speak.
For the past hours, we have sat in silence, each of us lost in thoughts.
“I know who took Rebecca,” she announced, her voice firm.
I looked up at my brothers and cleared my throat. “What are we going to do… if it really is her? And what if our parents weren’t lying? What if she’s really our distant relative?”
My heart ached at the thought. I wanted to hold her close, to tell her I’m sorry for everything-for not protecting her, for letting her go. But then… I remembered something.
Levi’s POV
“He is going to deny it.” Louis sighed.
None of us answered right away. It felt strange. Wrong. Was it a trap?
I stared at her, unsure how to tell her the truth-that the woman she thinks is Rebecca wasn’t her friend. That Rebecca… was already dead. But that could wait. First, we needed to get Olivia back.
Lennox didn’t answer right away. He stood by the window, arms folded tightly across his chest, jaw clenched.
He turned to face us, his eyes dark with emotion.
He didn’t finish the sentence. He didn’t need to.
“Come in,” Lennox called out.
“It’s an invitation,” Lennox said slowly. “From Alpha Calvin.”
Lennox’s eyes turned cold. “Then it’s war.”
“What is it?” Louis asked.
The door opened and, to our surprise, it was Sofia. She stepped in and closed the door behind her, walking straight toward us. Before we could even ask why she was here, she spoke.
“And if he refuses?” Louis asked.
It didn’t matter because, for Olivia, we were really ready to do anything.
My parents. Their words. They told us once that Olivia was our distant cousin. That we weren’t supposed to feel anything beyond family love for her. That what we had for her wasn’t right.
“I just want you to see her,” Sofia added quietly. “There’s so much I need to ask her. So many things I don’t understand.”
Before either of my brothers could respond, a knock echoed at the door. We all exchanged quick glances. It was still early-who would be knocking at this time?
She looked hurt. Broken. Betrayed.
As soon as the door closed, Lennox let out a groan, dragging his hand down his face.
I looked between them both, the weight in my chest growing heavier. First Olivia. Then the truth. And only after that… would we know who we were really allowed to love.
“God help him,” he muttered. “If that’s really Olivia, I swear I’m going to kill Damien with my bare hands.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.