Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 438

Chapter 438: Exchange

Lord Frederick’s POV

"Nothing yet?" I spat, my angry voice echoing all over the room. The investigator flinched, his head bowed, his heartbeat loud in my ears.

"We tracked the SUV to the forest’s edge, my lord," he stammered, "but the signal was jammed. Whoever took her knew what they were doing. They—"

"Enough!"

My snarl echoed through the command room, rattling the monitors on the wall. I slammed my fist against the table, splitting the wood clean in half. The men around me froze. No one dared to breathe.

I paced back and forth, my claws threatening to burst through my skin. Rage burned through every inch of me. "She was right outside the gates," I hissed. "Six men. Six! And not one of you managed to stop them?"

"My lord—" one of the guards began.

"Get out!" I roared, my fangs flashing. The guard scrambled away, tripping over his own boots as he fled.

The room fell silent again, except for the furious pounding of my heart. I gripped the edge of the table, my breath heavy. My control was slipping away.

I closed my eyes, trying to focus, but all I saw was her. Selene. Her voice. Her scent. Her eyes the moment she told me to let her go.

And now she was gone. Taken. And if the vampires truly had her, then she wouldn’t last long. They wouldn’t just kill her. They would drain her. Slowly. Painfully.

My jaw clenched. I couldn’t let that happen.

"Expand the search radius," I ordered through gritted teeth. "Double the patrols. Every vampire nest within a hundred miles—burn it to the ground if you have to."

someone said quickly before


window. The night outside was dark and still, but I could feel her faintly.

whispered, my chest tightening painfully. "Don’t fade. Don’t you

years, I felt something I had forgotten how

the cold glass, my reflection staring back at me: my eyes red, my fangs

under my breath. "Not before I tell you

to the guard waiting by the door. "Get the car ready.

"My lord, it’s too

I snapped, my voice

He bowed and ran.

If anyone laid a hand on her—if she was hurt—I would

desk. I almost ignored it until the display flashed. Hidden

it finished ringing. A voice came through, but it sounded altered, cartoon-like. The

and the line crackled. For a breath I thought I recognized the cadence—a ghost of a laugh, a tilt of a syllable I’d heard before—but the distortion swallowed


hand tightened on the phone until my knuckles whitened. "Who is this?" I ground out. Rage made my teeth ache. "What do

and humorless. "We’ll make

"You’ll bring her back unharmed?"

voice said. "Unharmed. We will return her

frown deepened. "You want Olivia," I repeated

is up, we call. If you refuse, we will send her dead body back to

sank in fear, but I managed to keep my voice steady

up against." The voice made as if to laugh, but it was only static.

The line went dead.

dead phone to my ear; the silence afterward was louder than any shout. Then

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255