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Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 373
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Chapter 373: Compare

Olivia's POV

"Excuse me." The words slipped from my lips sharper than | intended, slicing through the heavy air in the room.

My wolf growled inside me, restless, clawing at the edges of my control.

Frederick arched a brow, clearly unbothered by my outburst. "Is something unclear?"

My hands curled into fists at my sides. Unclear? Everything about this was unclear. My mind spun, trying to grasp

what he had just said. A son? Three years old? And he expected me—me—to step into that role?

| lifted my chin, forcing myself to stay calm. "You think I'll just... accept that? That you have a child, and

somehow I'm supposed to bechis mother?"

The smirk never left his lips, but there was something darker behind his eyes now. "Not ‘somehow,’ Olivia. It is

what will happen. Felix is mine. Soon, you will be mine. That makes him yours. It's simple."

My chest tightened, anger blazing hot in me. Simple? He spoke as if my life, my choices, were just lines on a

page he could rewrite.

| turned slightly toward the pale woman on the bed—his mother—who was watchingwith that strange, warm

smile. She looked atlike | was already part of them, already tied to this cursed family.

My jaw clenched. | wished | could spit in his face and tell him over my dead body. But | had to keep up with my

act.

Don’t getwrong—I don’t hate children. Never. My wolf softened at the very thought of them, innocent and

pure. But this wasn’t about a child. This was about him. About Frederick trying to twistinto something |

wasn’t, into someone he could claim and control.

"l accepted to be with you, not to beca mother... I'm just eighteen. I'm not ready to be a mother now or in a

few years to come." | frowned. But actually, it was a lie. | loved children. After this nightmare, | wanted pups—

wanted them with the triplets.

Frederick shrugged. "Hailee had triplets at your age and beca wonderful mother. If she could do it with three

pups, you can do even better with one."

My anger intensified, and it took every inch of control fromnot to yell at him. | hated what he was doing...

comparingto my great-grandmother Hailee... it was as if he loved her... like it was she he always wanted but

was forced to have me. Like | was spale copy of his long-lost dream.

My wolf snarled, and | could feel her pressing against me, demanding | lash out. But | couldn’t—not yet.

| steadied my breath and forced my glare onto him. "I am not Hailee," | said sharply, my angry voice echoing

through the room. "And | will never be her. Stop looking atlike I'm sreplacement for the woman you

couldn't have.

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His smirk faded for a moment, and then he opened his mouth to speak, but his mother beat him to it. "Stop it,

Frederick."

Frederick stiffened, his head snapping toward the pale woman on the bed. His smirk faltered, replaced by

concern.

"Mother—" he started, his tone unusually careful.

But she raised a trembling hand, silencing him. Her eyes, weak but still sharp, shifted to me. That strange, warm

smile returned.

"She is not Hailee," she whispered, her words slow but firm. "Do not make the mistake of turning one into the

shadow of another."

Frederick's jaw clenched. His hands curled into fists at his sides, but he said nothing.

| stood frozen, my heart pounding. My wolf stirred inside me, unsettled but... curious. Why was she defending

me?

The old woman's gaze never left mine. "Child," she said softly, "just try to understand him..." She coughed

weakly, and Frederick immediately stepped closer, brushing a hand across her arm with a tenderness that didn’t

fit the monster | knew.

| blinked, startled. The way he touched her—it was careful, reverent, even loving. For the first time, | saw him as

something other than the smirking demon who haunted me.

Feeling drained, | let out a heavy sigh. "I need to rest," | muttered, rubbing at my temples. My body felt heavier

than it should. Back home, it had only been morning when I left... but here, in this strange country, it was

already night.

Frederick’s mother smiled faintly from her bed, her tired eyes followingas | turned toward the door. "Go on,

child. Rest."

Frederick moved immediately, his hand brushing across his mother’s arm once more before straightening.

Without a word, he gestured forto follow. His long strides carried him down the dim corridor, the silence

pressing in around us.

We stopped at a tall door at the end of the hall. He pushed it open and stepped aside, waiting forto enter

first.

| walked in—and froze.

The room was large, lined with velvet curtains and a massive carved bed at the center. The faint scent of cedar

and smoke clung to the air. But what caught my attention wasn’t the size or the luxury. It was the little details.

His coat thrown across the chair. His boots by the corner. His gun placed on the side table.

My brows furrowed deeply. "This... this is your room."

"Yes," he said smoothly, stepping inside behind me. His voice was low, calm, but it carried a weight that made

my stomach twist. "We are sharing a room."

My wolf bristled instantly, growling inside me. My hands curled into fists at my sides as | turned sharply toward

him.

| forced a glare onto my face. "That wasn’t part of the deal."

His lips curved into that smaddening smirk. "What's wrong? Afraid you won't be able to control yourself

around me?" he taunted in a mocking tone.

Something insnapped. | had held back, swallowed my anger, played his twisted game—but | was tired of

that smirk, tired of his arrogance, tired of him comparingto Hailee like | was ssecondhand version of

her.

If he wanted to play, I'd give him a move he didn’t expect.

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bed, folding my arms, my lips curling

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The moment the words left my mouth, | saw it.

His smirk vanished. His eyes, glowing red, widened in fury. For the first time, | saw his mask slip completely.

Before | could move, before | could even draw breath, he was on me.

His hand shot out and wrapped around my throat, cold and strong. He slammedback against the wall, the air

in my lungs vanishing as his grip tightened. My wolf snarled, thrashing inside me, but my body froze against the

sudden rush of fear.

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