Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 442

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."

do this," I said quickly,


carries Hailee’s special abilities. You don’t even know how powerful you are yet. Only you can heal him. And only she—" he glanced at Selene

head violently. "This is

as if amused. "Madness or desperation? Sometimes

reminder. My mind raced. If I healed this boy, I might die. And Selene would

I refused, would

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

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

Then he left.

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

and replaying every possible way to break the collar. Selene sat

was thinking, I overheard footsteps—slow at first, then heavier, closer. A key

The door burst open.

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


closer. "You’ll do

trembled with anger. "Stay away from

The stench of them made bile rise in my throat. But as one of them shoved

as blood flooded my mouth, metallic and bitter. He staggered back,

the other could react, the

thunderclap. His voice was no longer

you think you’re

one bleeding collapsing to his

we just wanted to have fun," the uninjured guard stammered, his voice

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