Fated To Not Just One, But Three Chapter 284: Drugged

Olivia’s POV

Sofia leaned close again. "You do know he’s coming over, right?"

I blinked. "Who?"

She tilted her head. "Lord Frederick."

And as if on cue, I felt the shift in the air. That slight silence, the hush of curious eyes... and then I slled his scent—subtle but unmistakable.

I turned just in ti to see him approach. The way he moved made it feel like the entire room adjusted around him.

"Olivia," he said with a soft smile, his voice rich and smooth as ever. "You look... radiant tonight."

I dipped my head politely. "Thank you, Lord Frederick."

He gently reached for my hand, and before I could even react, he raised it to his lips and kissed the back of it. His cool lips brushed my skin, and the gesture was so regal it felt straight out of a different century.

Then he turned to Sofia. "It’s good to see you again, Sofia."

She smiled warmly. "Happy birthday, Frederick."

"Thank you." He nodded, then looked between us both. "I hope you two will stay for a while tonight. I’d be honored to have you here."

"We were planning to," Sofia said smoothly.

Frederick’s gaze flicked back to , and there was sothing in his eyes—admiration, maybe. Or sothing else I couldn’t quite na.

"I hope you’ll enjoy the celebration. There’s still more to co," he said. Then, with one last nod, he turned and disappeared into the crowd, already being pulled into conversation by another elder vampire.

Sofia raised a brow at once he was gone. "Well. That was... princely."

I looked down at my hand, still slightly cold from his touch. "He’s very... dramatic."

"Old vampires usually are." She smirked. "But not all of them give you that much attention."

I ignored her teasing and sipped from my glass.

After a few monts of silence, Sofia’s eyes flicked past , and her expression shifted.

"What?" I asked.

She gave a little smile. "There’s a man walking over. He’s cute."

I turned slightly, and sure enough, a tall, well-dressed man with dark hair and warm eyes was approaching. His posture was confident but respectful as he ca up to Sofia.

"Forgive the interruption," he said with a charming smile. "Would you honor with a dance?"

Sofia glanced at , then back at him. "I’d love to."

She squeezed my hand briefly. "I won’t be long."

And just like that, she glided away with him onto the dance floor.

I stood there alone, holding my glass.

People had asked to dance earlier—more than a few—but I’d declined each one with a fake smile. I wasn’t in the mood for strangers touching , even politely. I wasn’t here for romance or attention.

I was here because I didn’t want Sofia to co alone.

Still, the loneliness settled in fast.

A man I hadn’t seen before walked up beside , his voice friendly and calm. "You look like you need a second drink."

I offered a tight smile. "I’m alright, thank you."

He chuckled. "Let guess—you don’t like parties?"

"Not the kind where everyone’s watching like I’m going to sprout wings."

He laughed softly. "Fair enough."

As a waiter passed, he reached out and took two glasses from the tray. One was a pale pink, the other clear and fizzy. He handed the pink one.

I hesitated—but took it.

"Cheers," he said, clinking our glasses together gently.

We talked for a few minutes—nothing deep, just surface-level chatter about music and how long the party might last. But as the minutes ticked by, I noticed sothing strange.

The lights seed a little brighter.

My body... warr.

Then hotter.

My vision blurred slightly, and I blinked, trying to steady myself.

My throat felt dry.

My chest rose and fell too fast.

My skin tingled—and not in a good way.

What’s wrong with ?

I reached for my wolf. What’s happening?

Her voice was sharp. Alert.

"You’ve been drugged."

My heart dropped.

"You need to get out of there, Olivia. Now."

Without hesitation, I focused every ounce of energy I had and teleported.

I landed in my bedroom with a gasp, stumbling onto the floor. My glass slipped from my hand and shattered.

But it didn’t stop.

The heat in my body only intensified.

My skin burned.

My mind clouded.

I couldn’t think straight.

My wolf growled, "We need to find our mates. Their scent might stabilize you."

I didn’t think. I couldn’t.

I just acted.

I teleported again, guided by instinct.

And suddenly—I was in a dimly lit room, standing unsteadily in front of Lennox.

He was seated at his desk, scribbling sothing into a book.

He looked up, his eyes wide with surprise when he saw .

"Olivia?"

His voice was rough, laced with concern. "What—what are you doing here? What’s wrong?"

But I couldn’t speak.

I couldn’t breathe.

The only thing I could feel... was him.

His scent.

His presence.

And the undeniable pull that snapped sothing loose inside .

I didn’t wait.

The mont I saw Lennox, I rushed forward, nearly tripping over my own feet. My body was burning, shaking, desperate. I didn’t care about anything else.

I crashed into him, my hands on his face, my lips on his before he could even say another word.

And he kissed back.

Hard.

Hungry.

But only for a mont.

Then he pulled away, breathless, gripping my arms as if trying to hold steady.

"Olivia... what happened? Who drugged you?"

"I don’t know," I whispered, my voice trembling as my fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. "I just—I need you. Please. Touch ."

His hands caught mine, stopping .

"Liv, calm down—"

"No!" I said, my voice rising with frustration and need. "Don’t tell to calm down, please. Just—please..."

I kissed him again, more desperate than before, trying to lt into him.

He groaned against my mouth, torn, his hold on trembling.

But just as he began to give in—

The door swung open.

"Lennox—" Levi’s voice froze mid-sentence as he and Louis stepped inside.

Their eyes widened at the sight of —flushed, disoriented, practically clinging to their brother.

"She’s been drugged," Lennox said imdiately, his tone tight, angry.

Louis’s eyes darkened. "By who?"

"I don’t know," Lennox growled, his jaw clenched. "She showed up like this—teleported straight here."

Then, unexpectedly, Lennox pushed gently but firmly toward Levi.

Levi caught , holding carefully.

"What are you doing?" I asked breathlessly, confused.

"You know what to do," Lennox said to him, backing away. "Help her."

I reached out, grabbing Lennox’s sleeve. "Where are you going?"

His eyes t mine, sothing unreadable flickering there.

"I’m going to get you water. You need to cool down."

But it felt like a lie.

Sothing in his voice.

Sothing in his eyes.

Tells it’s a lie.

"You’re lying." I said breathlessly.

Lennox nodded, not even denying it. "If I stay, I’ll lose control."

He turned quickly and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

I barely had ti to process it because the mont he was gone, Levi cupped my face gently.

"Liv, look at ."

I did.

And then he kissed .

And just like that... my thoughts spiraled away—chased off by the heat of his mouth, the safety of his hands, the scent I’d always known as ho.

And all I could feel... was him.