Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 365

Chapter 365: The Plan

Olivia’s POV

It was past midnight, and I still couldn’t force myself to sleep. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, but my mind wasn’t quiet. I turned to my side and pulled my blanket tighter, but it didn’t help. My chest felt heavy, my thoughts restless. Where was I supposed to start? I knew nothing about Lord Frederick—nothing about his past, his friends, or even his weaknesses. He had lived for three hundred years. That meant his vessel could be anywhere. But where?

Frustration bubbled up inside me. I sat up, rubbing my hands against my face. "But how?" I whispered into the silence. "How do I even begin?"

My mind raced as I thought of him. A man like that—no, a monster like that—wouldn’t entrust his vessel to just anyone. It would be somewhere close. Somewhere personal.

The thought made my chest tighten. That meant I would have to get closer to him. I would have to study him, watch him, maybe even act to be with him. The very idea made my skin crawl.

I pushed to my feet, pacing the room. "No matter what," I muttered, "I’ll find it."

I stopped pacing, my breaths heavy. This wasn’t something I could keep to myself. The triplets had to know. Whatever danger I was walking into, they deserved the truth.

Closing my eyes, I let my power surge. In the blink of an eye, I teleported.

When I opened them again, I was standing inside Lennox’s room. He was at the edge of his bed, pulling the blanket back. His head snapped toward me, his eyes widening for a second before softening.

to contact you," he said quietly, his voice holding that mixture of relief and concern that always made

Levi," I mind-linked. "Come to

the bond sparking. Within minutes, they arrived—Louis with a concerned look and Levi with his eyes already

waiting to hear

you need to know," I began,

Their expressions hardened instantly.

me with anything, but he has a blood vow. If I don’t agree to be his within three days, he’ll hand

fists clenched. Lennox’s whole

pressed on. "That’s not all. To find a way to defeat him, I have to know where his vessel is. A vessel where his soul is kept. I need to find it and

could hear the pounding of my

growl, sharp and ragged. His chest heaved, his fists balling so tight I thought his knuckles might break. "You are not going near him. Not

Pretend to be his? Act like you’re willing? Over my dead body." He

I saw it. The rage gathering in his eyes, the deep protectiveness that came with his silence. "He wants you to bend to him," Louis said flatly, his jaw tight. "And now you think we’ll allow you to play along?

bones. "Do you know what it does to me—just the thought of him touching you?" His voice cracked

wild, his wolf clawing close to the

easily. But I also knew I had to win Lennox

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