Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 396

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 cave—thought he’d lean down and sink his teeth

But he didn’t.

she has to

her wrist and straightened, his expression smoothing into his cold formality. "Lord Frederick," he introduced himself,

wavered as she answered,

lips curved faintly. "That

can’t... I can’t be near you." Her voice cracked with just enough fear to sound real, but I

into the

knowing glances, but my eyes were on

hands curling slowly into fists. But it was his eyes that gave

Pain. Hunger. Want.

notice

vanish into the crowd, I knew the hook had sunk deeper than either of

the bait, and I think Frederick wants to taste her,"

is make sure she poisons her

inwardly. "But that cannot happen

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

better this way. If she gave in too fast, he’d question it. The

"And when the hunger is unbearable, that’s when she’ll let him

chest

He was walking back toward me, his eyes still dark

at him, but before he could reach me, I spun on my heel and strode

I was upset. Jealous. Anything

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

gaze settle, heavy and probing. Exactly as

him. That way he won’t suspect Selene is

stand beside me at the bar,

words drip from my lips, sharp and

you want her, Frederick, then go. Go chase her. Go fuck her. And I’ll

jaw tightened, his nostrils

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