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."

fast. "You don’t need to do this," I said quickly, desperate now. "If your son


who carries Hailee’s special abilities. You don’t even know how powerful you are yet.

head violently. "This

if amused. "Madness or desperation? Sometimes they are

my skin like a reminder. My mind raced. If I healed

time... if I refused, would he kill

stood. "My son will be brought here in a few

a moment. "Don’t do anything foolish,

Then he left.

My mind spun with thoughts. There had to be a way out. There had to be. Frederick would come. The triplets would come. But

the seconds, and replaying every possible way to break

at first, then heavier, closer. A key scraped inside the

The door burst open.

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


they moved closer. "You’ll do as you’re told," one of

trembled with anger. "Stay away

against our faces, trying to pry our mouths open. The stench of them made bile rise in my throat. But as one of them shoved his filthy cock toward my lips, I opened my mouth—not to obey,

through the room as blood flooded my mouth,

could react, the

a thunderclap. His voice was no longer calm—it was a

you think

froze, the one bleeding collapsing to his knees, his

we just wanted to have fun," the uninjured guard stammered, his voice breaking under the weight of that

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