Fated To Not Just One, But Three Chapter 256: Lost But Found

Olivia’s POV

I couldn’t believe it. I kept staring at the familiar face in the photo, my fingers trembling as I held it. My eyes widened, my throat tightening. That face... I had seen it before. Too many tis. In my dreams. On the rooftop. In the car when I was being taken by Alpha Damien. That sa serene face that always brought a strange calm... and yet left full of questions. The sa woman I... resembled.

I slowly lifted my eyes to Alpha Calvin, who had been watching with furrowed brows, clearly puzzled by my reaction.

"This is... your mother?" I asked softly, my lips barely moving.

He nodded slowly. "Yes, do you know her?" he asked curiously.

I stared at him, my heart racing. How could I explain this? How could I tell him I had seen this woman without ever eting her in real life?

I swallowed hard. My lips parted, but no sound ca. Then, I forced out a question.

"The pack you went to war with... the one that betrayed your mother. What was it called?"

He answered imdiately. "The Forest Shadow Pack."

My entire body froze. Alpha Gabriel’s pack.

I blink at him in shock. "Alpha Gabriel’s pack?"

His brow arched. "You know him?" he asked, clearly surprised.

I wanted to lie. But I couldn’t. Not anymore. I hesitated... then slowly nodded. "Yes..."

mories rushed in. Alpha Gabriel telling I was paying for the sins of my mother. Alpha Damien saying my mother had murdered Gabriel’s mother. Everything started clicking together, puzzle pieces that had never made sense now locking into place.

Alpha Calvin leaned forward slightly, worry etched across his face. "What’s wrong?"

I looked into his eyes... and for so reason, I trusted him.

"I have to tell you sothing," I whispered.

He didn’t flinch. Just nodded. "Go on."

I clutched the blanket tighter around . "This... isn’t ."

He blinked. "What do you an?"

"My face... my voice..." I looked down at my hands. "They were changed."

He stared at , completely thrown off. "Changed? By whom? Why—"

Before I could answer, there was a sudden knock on the door. Calvin’s head snapped toward it, clearly annoyed.

"Who is it?" he barked.

A guard’s voice ca from the other side. "Alpha... the Seer is here."

Calvin frowned deeply. "Now?"

But the door opened before he could say anything more. An old woman stepped inside, cloaked in a deep purple robe with silver hair braided down her back. Her eyes were milky but sharp as steel, glowing faintly with the power of vision.

The mont her gaze found —she froze. Then, to my complete shock... she dropped to her knees. Her head bowed low to the ground.

"Welco ho, Lady Olivia," she said.

My breath caught. Alpha Calvin turned to her sharply. "What did you just say?"

The seer didn’t raise her head.

"I said..." she repeated softly, reverently—"Welco ho."

Alpha Calvin glanced at , his mouth slightly open, eyes wide with shock.

"What... what is she talking about?" he demanded, voice trembling.

The Seer slowly lifted her head and stood up easily despite her old age. She took a step closer and said gently, "Your parents... are not Mr. and Mrs. Parker."

I stared at her, my entire body going still. "What...?"

"They raised you," she continued, "but they are not your blood. They were entrusted with you—by your true parents. The Parkers were loyal to your father... the warrior he trusted above all else."

My lips parted in disbelief, my voice barely audible. "No... that’s not possible. I grew up with them. They’re—"

She placed a hand softly over her chest. "They loved you like their own. But they were only protecting you. Hiding you."

Alpha Calvin’s breath hitched. "Wait," he said, his voice rising slightly, "are you saying... she’s my sister?"

The Seer nodded solemnly.

"But... but she’s human!" he argued, gesturing toward . "She looks nothing like—"

"She is not human," the Seer interrupted calmly.

He blinked. "Then what—?"

I looked down at my wrist, at the bracelet, and then slowly, I held it up.

"This," I whispered, "was placed on by Alpha Damien."

He stared at it in confusion.

I took a breath, my voice trembling as I continued. "He used it to suppress my wolf. And my appearance... it’s not mine. It was changed too."

Calvin’s eyes darted from to the bracelet, disbelief written all over his face. "Changed? Your face—?"

"Yes," I said quietly. "My wolf is still inside . Trapped. Buried. I feel her sotis... clawing to be free."

The Seer stepped forward and gently placed her hand over mine. "Don’t worry, I will restore your face back. I knew who did this—it surely was Morata. She was one of my students. I taught her this spell, but I never knew she would use it for evil."

I looked at Calvin again. His expression had turned unreadable—like his entire world had tilted on its axis. He was still in shock.

The Seer turned to , her voice tender. "Lie back, child. Close your eyes."

I didn’t hesitate. For so reason... I trusted her. It was the way she looked at —not just with knowledge, but with deep-rooted affection, like she had been waiting years for this mont.

I lay back on the bed, my heart pounding. I closed my eyes, trying to slow my racing breath. A second later, I felt her hand gently press against my forehead. Then she began to chant. The words were in a language I didn’t recognize. The mont they left her lips, the air shifted.

It grew thick... heavy. The warmth in the room faded, replaced with an eerie coldness. A wind, though there were no open windows, swept through the room, brushing over my skin like icy fingers. I felt it. A burning sensation under my skin. Then a sharp, shocking jolt ran across my face, like sothing was breaking... my face was shrinking. My whole body tensed.

Then—I heard it. Alpha Calvin’s sharp gasp.

"Goddess..." he breathed, his voice cracking.

The Seer spoke, "Open your eyes."

I did. And the mont I saw Calvin’s face—his tear-filled, stunned expression—I knew. I could feel it too. My face was different. My real face was back.

He looked as if he wanted to say sothing, but his lips trembled too hard to form words. The Seer stepped back and motioned toward the side of the room.

"Look in the mirror."

I slowly sat up, legs shaky, and stepped toward the tall dressing mirror that stood by the wall. My breath caught the mont I saw her. . The real . Long dark lashes, strong cheekbones, pale skin, and my familiar sea-blue eyes.

"This... is ," I whispered. My voice—my real voice—echoed back at .

I reached out to touch the glass, tears brimming in my eyes. Then I heard footsteps. And before I could turn, I felt arms wrap around —tight, trembling. It was Alpha Calvin. He pulled close, clutching to his chest like he was afraid I’d vanish. His shoulders shook. His breath hitched. He was... crying.

"My little sister..." he choked out. "I found you... I finally..."

I stood frozen for a second. Then slowly, I wrapped my arms around him. And for the first ti in a long, long ti... I felt like I wasn’t alone anymore.