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Chapter 442: Exchange Of Life

Olivia's POV

The masked man leaned back in his chair, his gloved hands resting loosely on his knees. For a moment, he just

stared atthrough that faceless mask. Then his voice came, low and calm, like a blade sliding across stone.

"My son is dying," he said. "And you... you are going to heal him."

| blinked at him, confused. "Heal him?" My voice cracked. "Why would you go this far—kidnapping Selene,

dragginghere—just for that? If your son is sick, | can help. | can heal him. You didn’t have to do this."

He tilted his head slightly, like he pitied me. "It’s not as simple as you think," he said. "His illness is not a wound.

It's an exchange. A curse. His life for another's."

My stomach tightened. "What do you mean?"

The man leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "If you heal him, the curse won't just break—it will move. His

heart will start beating again, and yours will stop."

| felt the blood drain from my face. My wolf growled weakly inside me, but the collar smothered her voice.

"You're insane," | whispered. "You can’t askto—"

"I'm not asking," he interrupted sharply. "I am telling you."

He sat back again, then turned his masked face toward Selene. She stiffened under his gaze, her lips pressed

tight.

"And after you heal him," he continued, voice smooth, "my son will feed. From her."

Selene’s eyes went wide. "No," she hissed, her voice trembling but full of rage. "You touchand—"

"You will do nothing," he said flatly. "Neither of you will."

My breath cfast. "You don’t need to do this," | said quickly, desperate now. "If your son is cursed, there must

be another way..."

"No," the masked man said again. "You are the only one who carries Hailee's special abilities. You don’t even

know how powerful you are yet. Only you can heal him. And only she—" he glanced at Selene "—can sate his

hunger without killing him."

Selene shook her head violently. "This is madness!"

He tilted his head, as if amused. "Madness or desperation? Sometimes they are the sthing."

| clenched my fists, feeling the knife under my thigh strap pressing into my skin like a reminder. My mind raced.

If I healed this boy, I might die. And Selene would be fed on like livestock.

But at the stime... if | refused, would he kill us both now?

The masked man stood. "My son will be brought here in a few hours," he said calmly. "You should both get

ready."

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He turned toward the door, pausing for a moment. "Don’t do anything foolish, Olivia. The collar will make sure of

that."

Then he left.

The door slammed, the sound echoing through the small, cold room. Silence followed. My mind spun with

thoughts. There had to be a way out. There had to be. Frederick would come. The triplets would come. But would

they make it in time?

| pressed my back to the wall, thinking, counting the seconds, and replaying every possible way to break the

collar. Selene sat still beside me, her eyes distant, lost somewhere | couldn't reach.

Just as | was thinking, | overheard footsteps—slow at first, then heavier, closer. A key scraped inside the lock.

The door burst open.

Two guards entered, their faces twisted with something ugly. My stomach dropped as | realized their intent. One

reached for me, the other for Selene, their hands already pulling at their belts.

They grinned, exposing themselves as they moved closer. "You'll do as you're told," one of them hissed.

Selene’s voice trembled with anger. "Stay away from me—!"

They forced their hands against our faces, trying to pry our mouths open. The stench of them made bile rise in

my throat. But as one of them shoved his filthy cock toward my lips, | opened my mouth—not to obey, but to

strike.

| bit down. Hard. His scream tore through the room as blood flooded my mouth, metallic and bitter. He staggered

back, clutching himself, cursing and howling in pain.

Before the other could react, the door slammed open again.

The masked man strode in, his presence like a thunderclap. His voice was no longer calm—it was a roar.

"What do you think you’re doing?"

Both guards froze, the one bleeding collapsing to his knees, his hands still clutching himself.

"We... we just wanted to have fun," the uninjured guard stammered, his voice breaking under the weight of that

faceless gaze.

The masked man’s head tilted, slowly, dangerously. "Fun?"

"Yes... sir," the other whispered hoarsely, blood dripping between his fingers. "We thought—"

"You thought?" The masked man cut him off, his voice low and angry now. "These women are not here for your

amusement. They are not toys. They are not for fun."

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The guards swallowed hard, terror etched into every line of their faces.

"Get out," the masked man hissed. "Now."

They scrambled for the door,

dragging the bleeding one out. The

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behind tem, the lock clicking sharply

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| spat the blood out onto the cold floor, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Selene looked at me, her

eyes blazing—not with fear this time, but with something like pride.

"That was insane," she breathed, almost a whisper, but her lips curved slightly upward.

A weak chuckle escapedbefore | could stop it. "Maybe it was," | smirked.

For a moment, the room fell quiet

again—but then, unexpectedly, Selene

laughed, and | joined. For the first

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brief moment, | wondered—just for a

heartbeat—what things might have

been like between us if we had met

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