Chapter 442: Exchange Of Life

Olivia’s POV

The masked man leaned back in his chair, his gloved hands resting loosely on his knees. For a moment, he just stared at me through that faceless mask. Then his voice came, low and calm, like a blade sliding across stone.

"My son is dying," he said. "And you... you are going to heal him."

I blinked at him, confused. "Heal him?" My voice cracked. "Why would you go this far—kidnapping Selene, dragging me here—just for that? If your son is sick, I can help. I can heal him. You didn’t have to do this."

He tilted his head slightly, like he pitied me. "It’s not as simple as you think," he said. "His illness is not a wound. It’s an exchange. A curse. His life for another’s."

My stomach tightened. "What do you mean?"

The man leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "If you heal him, the curse won’t just break—it will move. His heart will start beating again, and yours will stop."

I felt the blood drain from my face. My wolf growled weakly inside me, but the collar smothered her voice. "You’re insane," I whispered. "You can’t ask me to—"

"I’m not asking," he interrupted sharply. "I am telling you."

He sat back again, then turned his masked face toward Selene. She stiffened under his gaze, her lips pressed tight.

"And after you heal him," he continued, voice smooth, "my son will feed. From her."

Selene’s eyes went wide. "No," she hissed, her voice trembling but full of rage. "You touch me and—"

"You will do nothing," he said flatly. "Neither of you will."

to do this," I said quickly, desperate now. "If


said again. "You are the only one who carries Hailee’s special abilities. You don’t even know how powerful you are yet. Only you can heal

head violently. "This is

"Madness or desperation?

My mind raced.

same time... if I refused, would he kill

son will be brought here in a few hours," he said calmly. "You should both

door, pausing for a moment. "Don’t do anything foolish, Olivia. The

Then he left.

the small, cold room. Silence followed. My mind spun with thoughts. There had to be a way out. There had to

seconds, and replaying every possible way to break the collar. Selene sat still beside me, her eyes distant, lost somewhere

I overheard footsteps—slow at first, then heavier,

The door burst open.

faces twisted with something ugly. My stomach dropped as I realized their intent. One reached for me, the other for Selene, their hands already pulling


they moved closer. "You’ll do

with anger. "Stay away

trying to pry our mouths open. The stench of them made bile rise in my

flooded my mouth, metallic and

could react,

man strode in, his presence like a thunderclap. His voice was no longer calm—it

you

the one bleeding collapsing to his knees,

fun," the uninjured guard stammered, his voice breaking under the

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