Chapter 236: Never A mother-in-law
Olivia’s POV
How would you feel if a funeral service was being held in your name—while you sat there, alive, forced to watch it all?
The pack house was in full swing, every staff member busy preparing for my funeral. Banners with my pictures were everywhere—literally everywhere. The preparations were so elaborate that, for a moment, I wanted to scream and tell them I wasn’t dead, that I was alive but trapped in a different face, that I was right here among them all. But I couldn’t. Not when Alpha Damien had threatened me.
I didn’t feel like eating, yet I found myself at the dining table having breakfast. None of the triplets were there—it was just me, Alpha Damien, and Lady Fiona. My eyes stayed fixed on her, and by the way she calmly ate, I knew she wasn’t mourning me. Not that I really expected her to.
Suddenly, Alpha Louis walked in. Our eyes locked, but he quickly looked away and turned to Alpha Damien.
"Olivia’s parents have been kidnapped," Louis announced.
I swallowed hard and forced myself to keep eating.
Damien raised his brows, acting surprised. "By who?"
Louis frowned. "We don’t know yet... but an eyewitness said they were taken by men in a black van," he said through gritted teeth.
I shot Alpha Damien a cold glare from the corner of my eye.
Damien shrugged. "Well, I have no hand in it... Why should I kidnap them?" he said, as if he already knew Louis was about to accuse him.
Louis growled and ran a hand through his hair. "Today is her funeral... her parents were supposed to be here to pay their last respects," Louis spat.