Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 397: Concerned?

Chapter 397: Concerned?

Olivia’s POV

I stood frozen, watching as Frederick bent and lifted Selene off the ground. For one terrifying second, she let herself lean into him, trembling like a wounded bird.

Then, well played, she pulled back, stumbling as though realizing whose arms she had fallen into. Her wide eyes darted to his face, faked terror making her look small and vulnerable.

I rolled my eyes. Well played, Selene. Well played.

"Don’t touch me," she whispered, clutching her injured hand tighter against her chest. "You’re... you’re a vampire..."

Frederick straightened, his face carved in something unreadable, anger, yes, but not at her. At the ones who had touched her. And underneath it all... there was something else. Hunger. Possession.

"You’re bleeding," he said, his voice low, almost filled with concern. "You shouldn’t be out here alone."

Then, to my surprise, he added, "Let me take you home."

Selene’s eyes widened, her acting flawless. She stumbled back another step, clutching her hand tighter. "No... I can’t. You’re just like them." Her voice trembled, soft and broken, painting him as the monster she wanted him to be.

Frederick didn’t frown; his eyes softened. "I am not like them," he said firmly, his tone calm, almost soothing. "I don’t force. I don’t feed unless I’m given permission."

Selene shook her head quickly, her breath hitching. "I... I can’t. I’m staying at the Royal Crescent Hotel for a month. I came here for study." Her words came rushed, shaky, and I smirked inwardly. All lies, yet believable enough to make her look desperate to escape him.

closely, his jaw tightening. Then he shook his head slowly. "That place isn’t safe. Not for you. Too many eyes. Too many dangers." His voice lowered, possessive and with concern. "You should come with me. Stay

could see the way her pulse flickered,

I smiled to

The motion was working.

her role, and

you, but I can take care of myself." She whispered and turned to leave as she began walking away, but, shockingly, Frederick went after her and grabbed her

just stay at my home tonight...

Was this to lure her into his home so he could feed on her

you can forcefully feed on me?" she

control himself. I am three hundred years old. I’ve seen your kind, I’ve smelled blood stronger than yours, and I didn’t

if weighing his words. Then,

woman?" she asked softly, tilting her head toward me as though she truly cared. "Will she

muscle in me went

was

spare me a glance when he answered. "She won’t... you don’t have to worry about

And then she acted as if she were in deep thought. Her lashes fluttered, weighing impossible choices. I already knew where this was going; she was going to

drew a shaky breath, straightening her shoulders as though concluding some grave

voice trembling just

into something dangerously close to relief. "Good." His hand

shield. "But only tonight," she