Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 396: Her Blood

Chapter 396: Her Blood

Olivia’s POV

The wine glass tilted in her hand, the crimson liquid splashing across the floor as she gasped. The sharp edge of the broken glass cut across her palm.

Blood.

It hit the air instantly.

Rich. Sweet. Potent.

My wolf stiffened at the scent, but it was Frederick who reacted most violently. His head snapped toward her, his nostrils flaring. His grip on my waist slackened as his pupils dilated, dark and hungry.

Selene clutched her hand dramatically, the crimson dripping between her fingers. "Oh—excuse me," she murmured softly, her voice carrying just enough tremor to draw attention.

Several nobles gasped. A servant moved forward with a cloth—

But Frederick was already moving.

"Wait," he commanded sharply, his voice slicing through the chatter. In two long strides, he reached her side, his hand catching her wrist before the servant could touch her.

His eyes locked on the wound, his lips parting as he inhaled deeply and greedily.

"Are you okay?" Frederick’s voice cut through the crowd, sharper than I’d expected. His hand tightened around Selene’s wrist, tilting it gently so the light caught the crimson flow.

But I wasn’t fooled.

It wasn’t concern driving him—it was hunger. His pupils were blown wide, his chest rising and falling too fast. He wanted to taste it. Every nerve in his body screamed for it, even as he fought to control himself.

Selene lowered her gaze, shoulders tensing as though she could feel the weight of his restraint.

"I... I’m fine," she said quietly, pulling slightly, but his grip didn’t ease.

he’d lean down and sink his teeth into her

But he didn’t.

to consent

his cold formality.

caught. Her voice wavered as she answered, "You... you’re

"That doesn’t answer

cracked with just enough fear to sound real, but I knew she was pretending. I hate to say it, but she was pretty good

she turned, slipping into the crowd

with whispers, nobles exchanging knowing

tight, his hands curling slowly into fists. But

Pain. Hunger. Want.

didn’t just notice her. He

retreating figure vanish into the crowd, I knew the hook

laid the bait, and I think Frederick wants to taste

do is make sure she poisons her blood and he feeds from her,

inwardly. "But that cannot happen today... Selene is acting scared of

link. "If she acts afraid, he won’t suspect a thing. He’ll think her blood tempts him, but she’s too scared to come near.

she gave in too fast, he’d question it. The chase will make him hungrier. More

that’s when she’ll let him take the bait.

swallowed, my chest tight.

from my thoughts. He was walking back toward me,

but before he could reach me, I spun on

him think I was upset. Jealous.

ordered sharply, "Something strong." My voice was tight, my

settle, heavy and probing. Exactly as I

way he won’t suspect Selene is in

he came to stand beside me at the

at him. Instead, I let the words drip from my lips, sharp and full of anger. "You look like you want to fuck

his gaze directly. "If you want her, Frederick, then go. Go chase her. Go fuck

tightened, his nostrils flaring.