Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 370: Everyone is afraid of death

Olivia’s POV

"I will be fine... you don’t have to worry about me," I assured Nora and Lolita for what felt like the hundredth time. Just like the triplets, they couldn’t hide their concern over my plan.

"Just be careful, okay," Lolita pleaded, her voice trembling.

I gave her a warm smile and nodded. "Yes... I will."

Nora stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me, holding on tightly as though she didn’t want to let go. "Be careful," she whispered in my ear before reluctantly pulling away. Lolita came next, hugging me briefly before we parted. I forced another soft smile for them both, closing my eyes as I drew in a long, steadying breath.

With my eyes closed, I sucked in a deep breath and thought of Lord Frederick. Now that I was about to do it, I felt nervous. He wasn’t just another man—he was dangerous, unpredictable, and I couldn’t afford for this plan to fail. If it did, everything would collapse around me.

" We can do this," I whispered to my wolf. She stirred inside me, her strength brushing against mine, urging me on.

One more deep breath, and I focused on Frederick’s image, channeling my teleportation ability to guide me straight to him. In the blink of an eye, the world shifted.

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in a vast living room. My brows drew together instantly.

"This... isn’t Lord Frederick’s home," I murmured. His other home had been bleak, cold, suffocated by shadows and dark decor. But this place... it was warmer, grander, almost regal in its age.

I turned slowly, my wolf restless inside me. Where am I?

Before I could take another step, soft footsteps echoed from the far side of the room. A woman appeared. She moved with elegance, her steps soundless across the polished floor. Her skin was pale, her eyes a deep crimson that shimmered like firelight. Her long hair, black as night, fell down her back in smooth waves. But what struck me most—was her face.

She looked like him.

The proud jawline. Even

lips parted in shock. "You... you look like

steps away, her gaze sweeping over me carefully, almost as if she was measuring

said, her voice smooth and friendly,

never knew

nod and take a hesitant step forward. "Hi... my name

Olivia," she interrupted.

furrowed. How did she know? I could

"I know you... you are my future sister-in-law," she said proudly, looking so excited at the thought of

it was in her wildest dream, but I

glanced around the vast mansion looking for any sign of Frederick. "Where is Frederick?" I asked, returning my

here," she replied. "Likely in his study. I’ll take you to him." Without waiting

she turned, giving me a friendly look. "Come. Frederick doesn’t

the mansion. It was nothing like Frederick’s other home. That place had been cold and dark, filled with shadows. But this... this place was different. The walls were

" Maybe his vessel is

my face calm, but my thoughts

His sister laid her hand on the wood and gave me a smile.

fist curled at my side, and

door swung open on

Frederick sat behind a wide desk. His pale fingers tapped the wood lazily,

and deep. His lips curved into

straight, lifting my chin. "I came," I answered simply, letting my voice carry strength even though my

smile widened, but it didn’t reach his eyes. It was obviously fake.