Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 445

Chapter 445: The Ritual

Olivia’s POV

It had been more than thirty minutes since the masked man left, and the silence in the room had grown so heavy it felt suffocating — thick enough to choke on. Selene sat a few feet away, her knees pulled tightly to her chest, her gaze fixed on the floor. Every so often, she’d glance at me, and I’d glance back, but neither of us spoke. There was nothing left to say that wouldn’t sound hollow or useless.

I was lost in my thoughts.

In my guilt.

The triplets... I could almost picture their faces when they found out what I had done — the hurt, the anger, the disbelief. I’d gone behind their backs again, made another reckless choice, and this time, I wasn’t sure I’d survive it.

My fingers brushed over the fabric of my pants, feeling for the small knife still tucked beneath it. That was my only backup plan — a thin, cold piece of metal.

Pathetic.

I sighed quietly and looked toward the locked steel door.

Where are they now?

Were they already on their way here?

Did Frederick tell them what happened?

The thought of it made my stomach twist. I was worried not just for myself but for their safety. The collar around my neck buzzed faintly again, sending a cold shiver down my spine. My wolf whimpered weakly, trapped and helpless.

I pressed my palms to my knees and whispered under my breath, "Please, let them find me before it’s too late..."

Selene looked up, her face tired but curious. "You still think they’ll come?" she asked softly.

eyes. "They will," I said, though

part of me wondered, what if this time,

silence hung in the

said, staring at the wall, "I

caught

you before I even met you. Everyone spoke about you—the miracle, the chosen one, the girl born with power

words stung, but I didn’t

you... you’re the one with the gift. The one the Moon seemed to favor. And me?" Her voice cracked slightly. "I got nothing. Just

didn’t see the cold, proud woman Frederick had tried so hard to protect. I

any of it," I said softly. "You think it’s easy being special? Every time something goes wrong, it’s

gaze flickered, but she didn’t

up. I’d love to just be Olivia Parker—daughter of a former Gamma. A normal werewolf who didn’t have to heal people or fight curses." I gave a weak laugh. "If I were normal, I wouldn’t be sitting here right

long moment, Selene said nothing. Then, slowly, the edge in her eyes

thought you were arrogant," she muttered. "But

made me smile—small, tired, but

that had filled the room since we were thrown in here seemed to ease just a little. For the first time since this nightmare started, the silence between us didn’t feel like

calmer. "If we survive this," she said, "I

"I’d like

sat there—two women bound by blood, fate, and bad luck—waiting for whatever

didn’t

bolt unlocking echoed through the room, sharp and sudden. Selene and I both snapped our heads toward the door as it creaked open.

up," one of

it behind her glare. I stood slowly, my legs unsteady. The knife hidden

us out of the room. The hallway outside was narrow, lit only by flickering lights that hummed weakly above us. The air smelled of damp

We were underground.

could hear distant whispers—other voices, other footsteps. This place wasn’t just

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