Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 144: Kidnapped

Chapter 144: Kidnapped

Olivia’s POV

I woke up with a pounding headache and a foggy mind. Darkness surrounded me, and as I tried to move, I realized my hands were tied behind my back—my legs, too. Panic surged through me. I opened my mouth to scream, but something was shoved between my lips, turning my cry into a muffled, useless sound.

The surface under me was hard, shifting as if I were inside a moving car. And then realization hit me! I was in the trunk of a vehicle. My heart raced as I heard soft crying next to me. Turning as much as I could, I saw three other girls tied up like me. Their scared eyes locked with mine, and I knew they were just as frightened as I was.

I struggled against the ropes, but they held fast. My mind raced, trying to piece together what had happened. I remembered the guards, the cloth pressed to my nose... that sweet scent—and then... nothing. Damn it. I’d been kidnapped.

The car hit a bump, jolting all of us. One of the girls whimpered, looking at me like I might somehow save us. But I couldn’t. I was just as helpless. I didn’t even know how I’d ended up here.

Suddenly, the car stopped, and I heard footsteps outside. Before I could process it, the trunk flew open, flooding the dark space with bright sunlight. I blinked, trying to adjust, but before I could react, four large men began pulling us out. I struggled, trying to break free, but a sharp slap across my face made me freeze.

"If you try that again, I’ll make you regret it," one of the men growled, his voice sending chills down my spine.

We were dragged inside a building, pulled through a large room, and then up some stairs. The men shoved us into a small room, and I hit the cold floor hard. Wincing, I looked up and realized there were other girls here too, their eyes empty, staring at me and the other three girls.

The men untied our hands and legs but left the strange collars around our necks. "Make a sound, and you’re dead," one of them warned before locking the door behind them.

I sat up, my heart racing. The other girls in the room looked broken, like they had already given up. Fear twisted inside me. I reached out to my wolf, hoping she could help me, but... nothing. My wolf was silent.

"My wolf," I whispered in panic, trying to connect with her again, but it was useless.

A quiet laugh broke the silence. It sounded dry and a little angry, coming from the far corner of the room.

"First time?" a girl said. Her voice scratched through the air like it hadn’t been used in days. I turned my head and saw her—maybe a year older than me, or maybe she just looked older from everything she’d seen. Her clothes were torn and stained, one eye swollen, but she held herself with a kind of grim awareness the others didn’t.

"What—what do you mean?" I asked, voice hoarse.

just the same as mine. "That collar on your neck?

she was done but then she whispered. "But that doesn’t mean you won’t go into heat. Remember today’s is the full

How could I have forgotten? Today was the full moon and I will

and

they want from us?"

"In a few hours from now, they’ll sell us. Auction’s in a few hours. Virgins to the highest bidders, the

eyes, but I

and shook her head. "Don’t bother. People have tried to escape, and it never ends well. This place is guarded,

drained from

Her eyes flicked to the faint markings on my

hesitated. "I’m... mated. To the

sit up straighter. "Well. That makes you valuable. And very dangerous. Don’t let anyone know this, if they do, they will

weak, no different from a human. And without it, I couldn’t communicate with

other again? I was the only one she had left. I thought of the triplet as I wondered if they had noticed my absence. Are they even searching for me? I wonder what they might be thinking... perhaps that

of selling me off. If not them, then who could it be? Anita? Yes, it has to be her! But How? How did she get those men to dress in the

trying to process everything when suddenly the door opened and three women

sheep, the diamonds from the chaff. All of you, up on your feet and take off your clothes," the middle-aged lady with piercing brown eyes ordered, and quickly, the other girls rose

other girls, their faces pale with fear, hurriedly obeyed the command, their trembling hands reaching for their clothes. The middle-aged woman with the piercing eyes watched us like a predator, her whip tapping lightly against her palm as if she

felt the sharp sting of

said undress!" the

up in my eyes and slid down my cheeks. It wasn’t just the humiliation or the fear of what was coming next, but the crushing weight of hopelessness. How had my life come

all undressed, the women began inspecting each of us. Their hands were cold and rough as they touched us, checking for things I didn’t even understand. The room was eerily silent except for the sound of sobs and the occasional snap of the whip when one of

stood still, forcing myself not to cry any more than I already had.

could tell her I’m the mate of the famous triplet of the full moon pack. Perhaps that could help, but the moment I tried to speak, she pushed me aside. "This one is still a virgin," she said, her

was pushed to the side, joining a few other girls. My stomach twisted with fear. What did this mean for us? What did they plan to do with

who weren’t virgins were led to the opposite side of the room, their heads hanging low in defeat. I caught the eye of one of them—a girl who couldn’t have been older than me. She gave me a sad look, as

at us, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "You’ll be treated well if you behave. But if you try anything stupid...