Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 434: Questioning

Olivia’s POV

She didn’t respond.

Not a word.

I had expected Selene to snap, to shout at me, to curse me for spouting such nonsense. But instead... she just looked away. Her lips trembled, and her silence gave me the only answer I needed.

My eyes widened, fear rushing through me like ice.

If she had truly fallen for him... if Selene was in love with Frederick... then she would never have the guts to kill him.

And the Selene sitting calmly before me was no longer the same woman I had met days ago. That Selene had been fierce, heart like stone, her eyes sharp and cold with nothing but revenge. But this one? She looked... softer. Shaken. Almost fragile.

Different. So very different.

It was strange—how quickly love, or something like it, could change a person.

"This is ridiculous!" I spat, unable to stop myself. "You were supposed to kill him, not fall in love with him!"

My voice came out too loud, echoing through the walls. I quickly clamped my mouth shut, my heart hammering, my eyes darting toward the door to make sure Frederick wasn’t lurking close enough to overhear.

I drew a shaky breath, lowering my tone, but the anger in me still burned. "Do you even realize what you’re doing, Selene? You’re ruining everything. The plan. Our chance. Everything we’ve worked for."

I hated how my voice cracked.

The worst part? I understood.

Frederick was so damn handsome. His silver hair, aura, his sharp beauty, his commanding presence—it was too easy for anyone to be drawn in. Too easy to imagine yourself falling into his arms, losing yourself in him.

sworn her only purpose in life was revenge? The one who had carried hatred for him all these years? She was supposed to

looked

aren’t you speaking?" I

her mouth. She just looked away, her eyes darting anywhere

was it. I knew I would

answers somewhere else. My chest burning with anger, I stormed out of the room. My steps

I shoved the

window, his back turned

spat, the words flying out before I could

outside the window, his back tensed. And that silence

Yes. They had.

took a step forward, my voice low, trembling with both rage and fear. "Are you

as I waited for Frederick to say something, but he just stood there with his back to

burned,

"Are you in love with her?" I pressed again, my voice breaking at the

Still nothing.

sat down, and leaned back as if

said flatly, his eyes cold when they flicked

hell is wrong with you?" I snapped, my anger exploding before I could hold it back. "It’s

you are the special one, Olivia. Not her." His tone was hard. "Whatever happened between Selene and I was nothing

stabbed through me, but not with

I hissed under my breath. But my voice cracked off, choked

him, my wolf snarling inside me, the fury boiling too hot to swallow. He had just admitted it. Whatever was between him and Selene—it existed.

before either of us could

inside, her hair wild, her eyes blazing with raw pain. She looked drained, pale, but her anger

she spat, her voice shaking. Her gaze locked onto Frederick like knives.

raised. She was