Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 371: Hailee Was Here

Olivia's POV

For a moment, | couldn’t move. My body felt stiff, my breath stuck in my chest.

Act, my wolf pushed at me. You have to act.

| swallowed hard. My pride hated it, but | reminded myself—nudity was nothing new for us. We shifted into

wolves all the time, and every twe shifted, we were naked. It wasn’t shameful. It was normal. If he thought

this would get to me, he was wrong. He could watch, but that was all. He would never touch me.

| stood up slowly, lifting my chin. | made sure he saw that | wasn’t shaking, | wasn’t scared. Piece by piece, |

undressed, taking every layer of my clothes. My wolf growled low inside, remindingthat this was only an act.

From the corner of my eye, | saw him shift in his seat. His pale fingers gripped the desk, his glowing eyes

drinkingin.

"Moon Goddess," he breathed, hunger dripping from his tone. "You are a beauty. No wonder those triplets never

wanted to let you go."

My jaw clenched. Anger burned hot in my chest, but | forced my lips into a calm line. | wanted to spit in his face. |

wanted to burn him alive. But | stayed still. Not yet. Not now.

Frederick slowly stood and stepped closer, lifting a hand as if he wanted to touch me. "So tempting..." he

murmured.

| snapped my eyes to his and took a step backward. "No. Not until marriage."

He froze, then laughed—a deep, mocking laugh that made the room feel smaller. "Then let us marry tomorrow,"

he said, sounding so serious about it.

My heart jumped, but | didn’t flinch. "No," | said firmly. "If you want me, | must know you first. A marriage without

knowing each other is nothing. Even you must agree to that."

His eyes narrowed, suspicion flickering there. Then his smirk returned. "Very well, Olivia. You want to know me?

Then I'll give you that chance. But remember..." He leaned close, his breath cold against my ear. "You are already

mine."

In your dreams.

He pulled away, retreating to his seat, while | gathered my clothes from the floor and dressed. His lustful eyes

never left me, burning holes into my skin. Once | was fully clothed, | sat across from him. But never once did he

take his eyes off me. It was so creepy, but | ignored it and spoke up.

"Where is this place?" | asked, shifting in the chair and glancing toward the wide window beside us. The glass

was clear, showing a sky unlike the one | knew. The air outside looked colder, the trees unfamiliar, and in the

distance stood tall, ancient buildings, their outlines sharp and strange.

A sharp chill slid down my spine. This is a different country.

"This place..." | said slowly, turning back to him. "Where am 1?"

Frederick leaned back, one leg crossed over the other. "France," he said smoothly. "This is my family home. The

place where | was raised."

My chest tightened. France. Another country. No wonder everything felt strange.

But he wasn't finished. His eyes narrowed. "And this..." He paused. "This is where your dear Hailee lived for

eleven years."

My brow furrowed, my wolf stiffening inside me. Hailee? Here?

| forced myself to stay calm, to keep my expression blank, even though questions screamed in my head. Eleven

years. Why had she been here? What did he mean by that?

"Why was she living here?" | couldn’t stop myself from asking.

Frederick shrugged. "She needed shelter and protection, and we gave her."

| frowned and folded my arms. "Is that why you forced her into the deal? Is that the exchange of the deal you

both had?" | pressed on. | knew there were a lot of things | didn’t know. This Hailee—I never met her. | was not

lucky like the triplets to know her. | wished she was still alive. She had a lot of questions to answer and

respectfully a lot of slaps to take from me.

Frederick's smirk grew darker, but his eyes had a shadow in them that made my wolf uneasy.

"My deal with Hailee..." his voice dropped, low and heavy. Then he looked straight at me, his expression blank. "It

was never done forcefully. It was about life... and death."

| frowned, crossing my arms tight. "Stop talking in riddles. What do you mean?"

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triplets had, yet his words made me

want to tear him apart piece by piece.

| drew in a sharp breath, controlling my emotions. "I'll see you later, Frederick," | said, my voice blank. "I need to

go back home."

His eyes narrowed, his lips curling into that sinfuriating smirk. He shook his head slowly, like a teacher

correcting a stubborn child.

"No," he said simply. His voice was calm but authoritative. "You're not leaving tonight."

My wolf bristled. What?

He leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers. "If you claim you want to know me, then you will stay. How else

will you learn who | am? How else will | learn who you are, my future wife?"