Fated To Not Just One, But Three Chapter 505: Betrayed

Nora’s POV

I furrowed my brow, confusion twisting in my chest as I watched the woman take bold, hurried steps toward us. Her heels clicked sharply against the marble floor, echoing through the stunned silence of the hall. Before anyone could react, she raised her hand.

SMACK!

The sound of the slap echoed through the air. Everyone gasped. She had just slapped Daniel.

"You think I wouldn’t find out?" she shouted, her voice shaking with rage. "You thought you could hide from forever?"

Daniel’s eyes widened in shock, his hand moving to his cheek. "What the hell are you doing here?"

My heart pounded as I looked between them, my voice trembling. "Daniel... what is going on?"

He didn’t answer. His lips parted, but no sound ca out.

The woman’s eyes snapped toward , burning with jealousy. "Don’t act innocent," she hissed. "You really think he’s yours? You think you could take what belongs to ?"

Before I could even move, she lunged toward , her hand flying up to slap .

But before the slap could land, a strong hand caught her wrist midair.

"Don’t you dare," Calvin growled, his voice low and deadly calm. His grip was firm, his aura radiating Alpha dominance that filled the hall. "Touch her, and I swear, you’ll regret it."

The woman froze, her lips trembling as she t his glare. Even the air seed to tighten under his power.

I stood there, stunned, my breath shaky. Calvin slowly released her hand, his eyes still burning with warning.

I turned back to Daniel, my voice breaking. "What is going on?"

Daniel looked pale, sweat beading on his forehead. "Nora, I can explain."

"Explain what?" I snapped, my chest tightening.

The woman scoffed, stepping forward again. "You want the truth?" she spat. "I’m his mate. His wife. And the pup in my belly," she pressed a hand against her stomach, glaring at him, "is his."

The hall exploded with noise—gasps, whispers, shocked cries.

I staggered back a step, my mind spinning. "No... no, that’s not possible."

Daniel’s voice broke through the chaos, desperate. "Nora, please! Listen to ! She’s lying. She’s insane!"

But the woman scoffed, turning on him. "Oh, I’m insane? You an after you abandoned in Brooks Pack? After you left your pregnant mate to rot while you ran here to start a new life like nothing happened?"

I felt my breath catch. My hands trembled so badly, I nearly dropped my bouquet.

Daniel’s face went pale. "I didn’t know she was—"

I slapped him before I even realized I’d moved.

The sound was sharp, echoing through the hall. He froze, eyes wide, while I stood there trembling.

"She’s pregnant, Daniel!" I scread, tears streaming down my face. "You didn’t know? You didn’t know?"

He tried to reach for , but I stepped back, shaking my head. "Don’t touch !"

The woman smirked bitterly, folding her arms. "You see now? You were about to marry a man who couldn’t even claim his own child."

Gasps spread again through the guests.

I could feel every pair of eyes burning into —pity, sha, sympathy. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow whole.

Daniel tried again, his voice cracking. "Nora, please, believe ! I left her because she made my life hell. She used the bond to control . She’s toxic."

"And yet," I cut in, my voice shaking but cold, "you were still bound to her."

He stopped.

"You were going to let stand here," I continued, my throat tightening, "and mark while your real mate and unborn child exist sowhere else?"

Daniel’s lips trembled. "Nora—"

"No!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the hall. "This marriage is over."

The silence that followed was deafening.

I could feel Olivia’s eyes on , full of sympathy, and sowhere behind ... Calvin’s presence. Heavy. Still. Watching.

My chest heaved as I tore the veil off my head, letting it fall to the floor. I turned toward Daniel one last ti, my tears blurring everything.

"You broke before this marriage even began," I whispered. "You and him both."

Then I turned, clutching my gown, and ran out of the hall before anyone could stop .

I ran.

My gown dragged along the floor, the cold air outside hitting my face as I burst into the garden.

My chest burned, my vision blurred from tears. I stumbled near the fountain and finally stopped, clutching my stomach as I gasped for air. Everything—Daniel’s betrayal, the humiliation, the whispers—spun in my head.

And then I heard footsteps.

I turned sharply, wiping my tears with the back of my hand.

It was Calvin.

He stopped a few steps away, his expression unreadable, but his eyes filled with concern. "Nora," he said quietly, "are you okay?"

A bitter laugh escaped . "Do I look okay to you?" My voice cracked as I took a shaky step back. "How can I be okay, Calvin? How?"

He didn’t answer, just watched with that steady, calm gaze that only made angrier.

"Please," I said, my voice trembling, "just leave alone."

He didn’t move.

"I said leave!" I snapped, the pain in my chest spilling out as anger. "If you think I’m going to co back to you because of what just happened, you’re wrong!"

Calvin’s face tightened slightly, but his voice remained gentle. "I’m not here to ask you to co back. I just needed to make sure you’re okay."

"Okay?" I let out a broken laugh. "I’m not okay, Calvin. Not from betrayal, not from heartbreak, and definitely not from you."

He looked down, guilt flickering across his eyes.

"Leave," I whispered again, my voice hoarse.

"Nora—"

"Leave!" I yelled this ti, my tears finally spilling over.

The garden fell silent.

Behind , I heard soft footsteps approaching. Olivia’s voice followed soon after, calm but firm. "Calvin."

He turned toward her slowly.

"Please," she said gently, "go back to your pack."

He looked between us—between my broken figure and his sister’s pleading eyes—then finally nodded. "Alright."

He turned back to , his voice low, heavy with sorrow. "I wish you happiness, Nora. Even if it’s not with ."

And with that, he turned and walked away.

Sothing inside cracked completely.

I fell to my knees, sobbing into my hands. Olivia was beside in seconds, wrapping her arms around , pulling into her warmth.

"Shh... it’s okay," she whispered softly.

I cried harder. "Why does it hurt so much, Olivia? Why does everything hurt?"

She stroked my hair gently. "Are you crying because of Daniel’s betrayal... or sothing else?"

Her question made my breath hitch. Because she was right.

It wasn’t just Daniel. It was Calvin too. The pain of losing him, of pushing him away even when part of wanted him to stay—it was all too much.

I couldn’t even speak.

Olivia cupped my face, forcing to et her kind eyes. "You know," she said quietly, "if you still want him, it’s not too late to give him a chance."

I shook my head weakly. "It’s too late."

She smiled sadly. "You’re wrong. Calvin isn’t a bad man, Nora. Not because he’s my brother, but because I’ve seen what life did to him. Our parents left him alone too soon. He had to grow up carrying everyone else’s weight. And then his mate—his first mate—broke him. He lost faith in love after that."

Tears stread down my cheeks as I listened.

Olivia squeezed my hand. "He’s not perfect, but he’s real. If anyone deserves a second chance, it’s him."

I couldn’t speak, so I just nodded slowly, wiping my tears.

Then the sound of a car engine starting reached us from beyond the courtyard.

I froze.

"He’s leaving..." I whispered.

Olivia’s eyes widened. "Nora—"

But I was already running.

I ran down the path, my gown brushing against the flowers, my heart pounding in my chest. "Calvin!" I scread, my voice breaking. "Calvin, wait!"

Tears blurred my vision as I turned the corner.

And suddenly, I collided with sothing solid.

Strong arms steadied before I could fall.

I looked up, breathless, trembling—

And my heart stopped.

It was Calvin.