Mated to the Alpha triplets

Chapter 66. The photoshopped pictures

Olivia’s POV

I was so shocked that I quickly sat up on my bed.

“These are my naked pictures on the school website! What in the world is going on?!” I screamed out loud.

Logan looked at me and our eyes met, both sets of eyes filled with horror and confusion. “Did you just receive the same photos?” I asked him.

He nodded and I gasped again, dropping my phone and covering my face with my hands.

He's seen me nude. Everyone has seen me nude. Oh moon goddess, oh moon goddess.

I began to pant, my vision going dizzy as my parents quickly walked the doctor out. I grabbed my phone again and I began to scroll through the grainy pictures. Although they were grainy and seemed to have been shot in the dark, there was no denying that the girl in the pictures was me. As soon as the doctor left, my parents rushed over to me.

"What's wrong, honey? What pictures are you talking about?" The strange woman who called herself my mother asked me, her eyes scanning over me. When I refused to respond, still staring at my phone in horror, my dad reached out and collected the phone from me.

My mom gasped in horror and my dad made a distressed noise low in his throat when they saw the pictures and they both began to bombard me with questions.

“Oh my moon goddess, Olivia, what's this? Why are your nude pictures everywhere? Who did this to you? Don’t you remember anything at all?” My mom asked.

“This must be related to the reason why you were found unconscious in the palace, right? The doctor said they found drugs in your blood system, try to think about it, Olivia.” My dad asked.

Questions, both theirs and mine began to swirl around in my head, causing my head to pound harder as I tried to think about what had happened to me. I grabbed onto my head, wincing in pain, as some faint pictures began floating around in my head but they were blurry and whizzed by too fast for me to make sense of them. I only saw someone pulling me into an empty room and then my head began to throb and hurt even more. I groaned aloud in pain, fisting the blankets in my hand. Logan stalked towards my bed and then gently pulled my parents away from me.

Respectfully, but with enough authority in his voice that they wouldn't be able to decline, he told them to leave me alone so that I would be able to get enough rest as ordered by the doctor. He convinced them to go home and also get some rest by assuring them that they need not worry about me as he intended to find out who had hit me and made me lose consciousness.

“I will inform Alpha Damon about the incident and I’m very sure he will find the culprit,” he said to them.

“You can rest assured and go back home. I will stay with her in the hospital till she is discharged,” he added.

My parents bowed to him and reluctantly they left the hospital after fussing over me asking if I was okay or not and they told me not to think about the pictures and should only focus on recovering so fast.

I sat back still in shock staring at the pictures and the mean comments under it and I was so pissed as I wasn’t able to remember anything. Logan moved closer to me and took the phone away from me.

“You shouldn’t check through your phone, Liv. You should listen to your parents and rest to recover real quick.” He said.

I looked at him and asked him who he was and why he was worried about me.

“I’m your friend.” He said.

I shook my head trying to check if I remembered him but I didn’t. I laid down to rest and just then another young man came running towards me shouting my name, “Olivia, where are you?” He said.

“We are here, Josh,” Logan shouted when he spotted him.

The name rings a bell but I was unable to remember him. He ran towards me when he saw me and I quickly whispered to Logan and asked who he was.

“He is Josh. Your best friend.” He said.

“He is also my friend? How many male friends did I have?” I asked.

He only smiled at me and then Josh got to me, crying. He asked if I was okay.

“I’m fine,” I said, smiling at him.

“Do you remember anything, probably those who hurt you and took your pictures? Do you suspect anyone?” Josh asked, worriedly.

I shook my head telling him that I had no idea of what had happened. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“She lost her memories, Josh. The doctor said it’s temporary and she only needs to rest.” Logan said to Josh.

Josh sat by my side on the bed, checking the bandage that had been wrapped around my head and cursing out to those who hit me. I smiled at him feeling grateful that I was surrounded by those who I could trust and loved me.

“Haa, Skyle was so sorry that he wasn’t able to come here. His father wanted him back to the pack this morning and so he only sent his regards.” Josh said.

“Skyle? Is he also my friend?” I asked him.

“Yes, he is also your best friend.” He said.

I smiled again and then Logan’s phone rang and he picked it up.

What? The room has no CCTV camera. He said to the other person on the phone and then he ordered the person to continue the investigation. He hung up and Josh asked him what happened. He explained to us that the empty room had no CCTV camera, definitely, the culprit was someone who knew the palace better.

“Could it be Trisha or Helen?” Josh blurted out.

My head pounded harder when I heard the two names and I winced in pain.

“Are you okay?” Josh and Logan asked in unison.

“Did you remember something?” They asked again.

“Not really,” I said, sadly.

I asked them who Helen and Trisha were and they explained the kind of relationship I had with them. I sighed and then watched as the two tried to find out who the culprit was. An hour passed and they were still unable to get anything.

“Don’t worry, Josh. We will find out who the culprit is soon. I have someone looking into it.” Logan said to Josh.

Just then Logan’s phone beeped again and this time around he told us that Lucas had sent him a message. I didn’t bother asking him who Lucas was as I had thought that he was also a friend of mine.

He passed the phone to Josh which made Josh scream. I took the phone from him to check the content of the message.

We were unable to trace the IP address the culprit used to send the pictures but the pictures were photoshopped. They are not real. We have posted it on the school website and the school had taken down the pictures and was ordered by Alpha Damon to catch the culprit.

“What? The pictures were photoshopped!” I shouted angrily.