Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 473: Act

Selene’s POV

I sat at the edge of my bed, trying to focus on what my friend Daniel was saying, but my thoughts kept drifting. Everything had been chaos these past few days: Olivia’s ritual, Lennox’s condition, the constant tension in the air.

Daniel placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "You’re thinking about him again, aren’t you?"

I sighed, not bothering to deny it. "He is my mate, but I have to hate him, Daniel."

Daniel gave a half-smile. "You sure about that? Because your voice just softened when you said his name."

I frowned at him, but before I could reply, a familiar, faint scent drifted through the air—musky, strong, unforgettable.

Frederick.

My heart skipped painfully. I turned sharply toward the door, pulse racing. I didn’t even need to check. My wolf stirred uneasily inside me. He’s here.

Daniel followed my gaze. "What’s wrong?"

"He’s here," I whispered. "Frederick."

Daniel straightened, already sensing the tension in my voice. "Do you want me to leave?"

I hesitated, then an idea formed, wild and stupid but necessary.

"No," I said quickly. "I need your help."

His brow furrowed. "Help? With what?"

I stood up and took a shaky breath. "Pretend... pretend we’re together. That you’re with me."

"What?" Daniel blinked. "You mean—"

"Yes," I cut him off. "If he thinks I’ve moved on, maybe he’ll stop coming around. Maybe he’ll finally let me go."

Daniel hesitated. "Selene, that’s cruel."

I swallowed hard. "It’s the only way."

do you

the door again. The footsteps were

could lose my nerve, I leaned in

was awkward, rushed, but the moment our lips touched, the door burst

And there he was.

stood frozen in the doorway, his expression one I’d never forget—shock,

my wolf growling in guilt and confusion. But I didn’t pull

I couldn’t.

again, even though every part of me screamed against

I had to make him

yanking me away from Daniel

you doing?" I shouted, pushing at his chest,

and sharp. "What am I doing? The better question is, who

I said, forcing my voice to stay steady. "My boyfriend. I told

his chest rising and falling heavily. Then a bitter laugh escaped

I lifted my chin. "You have no right to question me, Frederick.

hand against the wall

I whispered, my voice trembling

he turned to Daniel,

me for guidance. "Maybe I

said quickly, stepping forward. "You don’t have

sighed. "It’s fine, Selene. I’ll step outside." He gave me a look—part worry, part

door clicked,

"Frederick—"

get

of me, pressing me against the wall. My breath caught in my throat. His body

I said, pushing against his chest, but his

me, but

dropped low. "You think you can replace me

fear twisting together inside me. "I was never yours. What happened between us

darkened further. "It

as if I liked you because I wanted to get closer so I could kill you."

breathing slowed, his expression shifting from anger

stirred painfully inside me, whimpering, caught between anger