Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 411: Leaving

Frederick's POV

| didn’t think twice. In the blink of an eye—moving with the speed only a vampire possessed—I was standing in

front of her. The small bag barely had tto shift before | ripped it from her grasp and flung it into the corner of

the room.

Selene startled, half-turned, and for a second she looked so small and scared | hated myself a little for the way

my hunger twined with the urge to protect her.

"You're not leaving," | said in an authoritative voice.

She swallowed. Her voice trembled when she answered. "I... | can’t stay here. | don’t want to cause trouble."

"You caused trouble the moment you walked in," | shot back, but the anger inwas fractured now, threaded

with something else | couldn't name. "You will not walk out that door unprotected. Not when you—"

| stopped. The words I'd been about to say sounded ridiculous in my head. "Not tonight."

She looked at me, worry in her eyes. "Please. I—"

"No," | said sharply, then softer, "No more leaving. You stay."

| watched her chin lift, watching the stubborn flare in her eyes as if it were a dare.

"I'm not a child, Lord Frederick," Selene said, her voice hard even as it trembled. "I can take care of myself. I've

done it my whole life before you met me."

Her words hit with a strange mix of pride and brittle fear. She squared her shoulders like she meant it.

"I'm leaving. I'll go back to my hotel and finish my program."

Heat flared under my skin. "You'll go back alone?" | snapped. "Do you have any idea what you're asking? You'd

be walking straight into danger. There are hundreds of vampires here... this place is not your hometown; it is a

city of vampires."

She laughed, but it was bitter. "Danger is everywhere. I'm not here to be coddled, Lord Frederick. | didn’t come

here to be someone's pet."

The tone in her voice pushed a part of| hate to be unleashed.

"This isn’t about petting you, Selene. It's about keeping you alive."

She stepped toward me, defiant. "Keepalive by keepingprisoner? No. | can do my work without—"

"You think I am asking you to stay here for my own benefit?" | cut in, my voice filled with annoyance. "You think |

brought you into my house because | enjoy your company?"

Her eyes flashed. "Then why did you bringhere?" she spat — her eyes filled with pain that for a strange

reason, made my heart ache.

"Why are you showingsuch love and care... why did you kissand act like it was the worst mistake of your

life? Why!" she spat at me.

Where | stood inches from her, | didn’t know what to say... All | could feel was the panting of my heart like it was

about to explode.

Selene quickly wiped away a strand of tears with the back of her hand and lookedstraight in the eyes —

those haunting eyes that remindedof Hailee in her youth.

"You have a fiancée, Lord Frederick, and | am causing trouble for you two... | need to—"

Before she finished, something insnapped: a mix of fury, desire, and a hunger I couldn't fully name. | closed

the distance between us in one stride. She opened her mouth — surprised, angry — but | crushed my lips to

hers.

It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t tender. It was sharp and angry and full of everything | had been trying not to admit. |

kissed her as if to silence the defiance, as if to force something raw and honest out of both of us.

Her lips were soft but stubborn under mine, and for a moment she stiffened, her hands pressing against my

chest. | felt the push — her small frtrembling against my strength — and for a heartbeat | thought she'd pull

away.

But then her eyes lifted to mine, shimmering with tears and desire.

"Frederick..." she breathed, her voice breaking, "we can’t. You have a fiancée."

| should have stepped back. | should have ended it.

Instead, | growled low in my chest, cupping the back of her neck, deepening the kiss until she gasped.

| lifted her effortlessly, her legs instinctively winding around my waist, her mouth still clinging to mine. She

kissedback, her breath hot, the sound of her gasp fillingas though it were my own air.

In a flash, | carried her up the stairs, moving with vampire speed. She held on tight, her eyes wide, but her lips

still pressed to mine.

When | reached my room, | laid her on the bed, but I didn’t let go. | kept kissing her, harder, deeper. Her hands

pushed at my chest for a moment, but then she pulledcloser, like she didn’t know if she wantedto stop

or keep going.

"Frederick..." she whispered. My non her lips shook me.

| kissed her harder. "Say it again," | growled.

"Frederick," she breathed, and it broke something inside me.

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Her fingers curled in my hair. She gasped when | lifted her dress higher, my hand gripping her hips as | squeezed

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Her hands went to cover herself, but | caught them, pinning them gently above her head as | hovered over her.

"Don’t hide from me," | growled, my voice rough with hunger. "You are fucking sexy."

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| unclasped the bra, freeing her breasts from its hold, and lowered my mouth to the soft skin of her chest.

Her sharp inhale, the way she arched into me, the trembling sound of my non her lips — it was almost my

undoing.

"Frederick..." she whispered, half a plea, half a cry.

My fangs ached with the urge to bite, to mark, to claim, but I forced myself to kiss, to taste, to worship instead.

Her hands tangled in my hair, holdingto her, and in that moment there was only one thought in my head:

The overwhelming need to sink into her.