Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 363: The Man They Wanted

Olivia’s POV

"Get your hands off me," I snapped, yanking his grip away from my neck and stumbling back a step. I glared into his eyes... "I will never belong to you, Frederick... never," I spat.

He smirked, slow and dark, a devilish twist of his lips that made my stomach knot. "We shall see."

I wanted nothing more than to scorch him where he stood, to burn him into nothing with the fire that pulsed inside me. But I knew it would be useless against him. So instead, I vanished. Teleporting away, I landed back in my room—only to find I wasn’t alone. This time, it wasn’t just Mother waiting for me. Calvin was there too.

The moment I appeared, their faces told me everything—fear, worry, silent questions. I ignored them both and grabbed the bottle of water from my side table.

The water was cool against my throat as I gulped it down, but it didn’t wash away the burning in my chest. My hands still trembled from the anger I had barely contained. When I set the bottle down, I finally looked at them—Mother and Calvin. Both of them were staring at me as though I’d walked out of a warzone.

Mother’s face was pale, her hands twisting in her lap. Calvin, though... his jaw was tight, his fists clenched at his sides. Concern was etched into both their faces, but his eyes—sharp, stormy—never left mine.

"Olivia," Mother whispered, her voice shaking. "You went to him, didn’t you?"

I didn’t answer. I just crossed my arms, leaning back against the table. My silence was answer enough.

Calvin stepped forward, his voice low, tense. "Why the hell would you face Frederick alone?" His gaze searched me, fierce but laced with worry. "Do you have any idea what he could’ve done to you?"

My lips curled into a bitter smile. "He already promised what he’ll do, Calvin. Three days. If I don’t bend, he’ll kill me. You wanted me to sit here and wait for that?"

tightened, his chest rising and falling unevenly. For a moment, he didn’t say anything. Just stared at me like he

spoke again, her voice trembling.

me?" My voice cracked, but anger carried

you said was powerful, safe, worthy? Look at him now. That same

parted, her face paling even more. She looked like she wanted to

sides. "Do you see now? Do you understand what you were asking of me? You weren’t giving me a choice. You were pushing me into the arms of a monster." My voice broke, but I didn’t stop. "And now that monster is counting down

his eyes darkening as if my words were cutting straight through him. His fists tightened, but his voice, when

head, blinking back the hot sting in my eyes. "But it

anger intensifying. "Please, both of you leave," I ordered, my back

I heard Mother’s voice break,

cut her off. "Mother, we should let

But I knew they were still there, still watching me. My wolf paced inside me, restless, snarling that they should

then the door opened

I turned around and walked over to the bed. I sat on the bed, thinking of what to do... I wasn’t taking Frederick’s threats lightly. By the look in his eyes,

hands down my face, sucking in a sharp breath.

had no one mentioned her since the last time I saw her? My

before me, cold and silent. My footsteps echoed as I made my

saw me, but I didn’t pause. One

that hit me first was iron, then dampness. And then I saw