Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 408: The Bathroom

Olivia’s POV

I felt like the third wheel. The whole dinner, Frederick only looked at Selene. He asked her question after question. She smiled, she laughed, and she lied so easily—even about her family. I stabbed my fork into my food, my wolf pacing inside me. I couldn’t take it anymore. Was he doing this to humiliate me now? To make me jealous? "I need to use the bathroom," I said quickly, pushing back my chair.

I walked down the hall and into the bathroom. My hands gripped the sink as I stared into the mirror. My chest rose and fell fast. If he was doing all those things to make me jealous, then it was okay, but if he truly cared about Selene, then we were in trouble. I scowled and stared at my reflection in the mirror as a thought came through my mind. What if he wants me and still wants Selene? What do I do then? My frown deepened. I reminded myself I needed to go back to my original plan, which was finding the vessel and destroying it. I can’t believe Selene and her games...

Suddenly the door opened. Selene walked in, smirking.

"You don’t look well," she said sweetly. "Not able to stand it, I’ll bet."

I turned on her, my eyes sharp. "Why aren’t you doing what we planned? Why haven’t you made him drink your poisoned blood?"

Her lips curved. "Why the rush, Olivia? You seem more upset than I am."

My anger flared. "He’s falling for you," I hissed.

She tilted her head, mocking me. "So what? Or maybe... you’re just jealous."

My wolf snarled. "Jealous? Don’t flatter yourself. I’m not jealous, okay? I just don’t trust

her cheek, and before I could process it,

could fight back, I slammed her face into the wall. The sound echoed. She gasped, pain and shock flashing across her face. I let go of her. Selene touched her cheek, her lip bleeding slightly, her

growled, pacing inside me, but I forced her down. This wasn’t the time to lose control.

said firmly, letting my anger carry through. "Selene is dangerous. She’s not

before Levi’s voice came, calm but heavy. "Olivia, stay calm. We knew she’d play it

for him—or worse, if she decides to protect him—everything will be ruined. I can feel it.

Don’t let your guard

softer, but it carried a warning edge. "Don’t let your emotions cloud you,

feel it. But I knew—I knew—Selene was a ticking bomb.

I arrived, my stomach dropped. The table was empty. Frederick and Selene were gone. I walked outside, heels clicking fast against the floor, and found nothing. The sleek black

it," I hissed. Did Frederick

my lap. I knew they hadn’t reached the mansion yet. They were still on their way here, which was almost a fifteen-minute drive from the restaurant. My fingers

really falling for her? Or was this a game—just to punish me? To make me jealous? Either way, I was done

I heard the sound of a car rolling into the mansion. They

had been holding his rage back the whole ride. But what froze me wasn’t him—it was Selene. She trailed in behind him, her gown a little rumpled, her lip bleeding again. Worse—her face was marked with fresh scratches. Long, red lines cut

done that. I only left her with a bruise, a small cut. This—this was far more