Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 445: The Ritual

Olivia's POV

It had been more than thirty minutes since the masked man left, and the silence in the room had grown so heavy

it felt suffocating — thick enough to choke on. Selene sat a few feet away, her knees pulled tightly to her chest,

her gaze fixed on the floor. Every so often, she’d glance at me, and I'd glance back, but neither of us spoke.

There was nothing left to say that wouldn't sound hollow or useless.

| was lost in my thoughts.

In my guilt.

The triplets... | could almost picture their faces when they found out what | had done — the hurt, the anger, the

disbelief. I'd gone behind their backs again, made another reckless choice, and this time, | wasn’t sure I'd survive

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My fingers brushed over the fabric of my pants, feeling for the small knife still tucked beneath it. That was my

only backup plan — a thin, cold piece of metal.

Pathetic.

| sighed quietly and looked toward the locked steel door.

Where are they now?

Were they already on their way here?

Did Frederick tell them what happened?

The thought of it made my stomach twist. | was worried not just for myself but for their safety. The collar around

my neck buzzed faintly again, sending a cold shiver down my spine. My wolf whimpered weakly, trapped and

helpless.

| pressed my palms to my knees and whispered under my breath, "Please, let them findbefore it’s too late..."

Selene looked up, her face tired but curious. "You still think they'll come?" she asked softly.

I met her eyes. "They will," | said, though my voice shook. "They always do."

But deep down, a small, frightened part ofwondered, what if this time, they can’t?

A moment of suffocating silence hung in the air until Selene suddenly spoke.

"You know..." she said, staring at the wall, "I used to hate you."

| blinked, caught off guard. "What?"

She turned her head slowly, her tired eyes locking onto mine. "I hated you before | even met you. Everyone

spoke about you—the miracle, the chosen one, the girl born with power in her blood." She let out a dry laugh.

"Do you know how that feels? To grow up hearing about someone who has the life you were supposed to have?"

Her words stung, but I didn’t interrupt.

She continued, her tone bitter but trembling. "We're both descendants of Hailee. Sbloodline. But you...

you're the one with the gift. The one the Moon seemed to favor. And me?" Her voice cracked slightly. "I got

nothing. Just the shadow of a name."

| stared at her—really stared. For the first time, | didn’t see the cold, proud woman Frederick had tried so hard to

protect. | saw someone who was tired. Jealous. Hurt.

| swallowed, my throat tight. "I didn’t ask for any of it," | said softly. "You think it's easy being special? Every time

something goes wrong, it'sthey cfor.they blame.they want dead."

Her gaze flickered, but she didn’t speak.

| looked down at my hands, whispering, "If | could, I'd give it up. I'd love to just be Olivia Parker—daughter of a

former Gamma. A normal werewolf who didn’t have to heal people or fight curses." | gave a weak laugh. "If |

were normal, | wouldn't be sitting here right now."

For a long moment, Selene said nothing. Then, slowly, the edge in her eyes softened.

"I thought you were arrogant," she muttered. "But maybe you're just... unlucky."

That madesmile—small, tired, but real. "Maybe both."

The tension that had filled the room since we were thrown in here seemed to ease just a little. For the first time

since this nightmare started, the silence between us didn’t feel like a wall. It felt like a pause—a fragile peace in

the middle of chaos.

Selene leaned back against the wall, her voice calmer. "If we survive this," she said, "I think I'd like to stop hating

you."

| nodded quietly. "I'd like that too."

We didn’t say anything else after that. We just sat there—two women bound by blood, fate, and bad luck—

waiting for whatever cnext.

The quiet didn’t last long.

The metallic clang of a bolt unlocking echoed through the room, sharp and sudden. Selene and | both snapped

our heads toward the door as it creaked open. Two guards stepped inside—tall and armed. Their presence made

the air feel even colder.

"Get up," one of them barked.

Selene tensed beside me. | could feel her fear even though she tried to hide it behind her glare. | stood slowly,

my legs unsteady. The knife hidden under my pants pressed against my thigh, remindingthat it was still

there—my last and only chance if things went wrong.

The guards grabbed our arms roughly, forcing us out of the room. The hallway outside was narrow, lit only by

flickering lights that hummed weakly above us. The air smelled of damp concrete and something metallic—

blood, maybe. My heart pounded as | realized...

We were underground.

The walls were stone and cold. Water dripped from somewhere unseen, echoing faintly. | could hear distant

whispers—other voices, other footsteps. This place wasn’t just a hideout. It was a maze.

We were led through several turns until the corridor opened into a larger chamber. My breath caught as | saw

what waited inside.

The masked man sat on a chair at

the far end of the room, calm as ever.

Beside him stood an old Was

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gFayish and wrinkled, her eyes cloudy

yet sharp—a witch, no doubt. The air

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And on the floor, lying motionless on a small cot, was a little boy. He couldn't have been more than four. His skin

was pale, his chest barely moving.

The masked man turned slightly

toward us as the guards shoved us

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My eyes went to the boy. His tiny hand hung limp over the edge of the cot. Something insidetwisted

painfully. Whatever this curse was, it was eating him alive.

The witch stepped closer, her bony fingers twitching as she looked at me. "She has the blood," she rasped. "The

power will transfer cleanly."

"Good," the masked man said simply. Then his gaze shifted to me. "We should start immediately before her

mates find our hideout."

| froze. My throat tightened. He knew the triplets were coming for me.

Selene stepped forward, rage blazing in her tired eyes. "You monster," she hissed. "You'd sacrifice her just to

save—"

The man raised a hand, silencing her instantly. "You will speak only when spoken to," he said coldly. "Your turn

will csoon enough."

The witch's eyes glowed faintly red. "Prepare the circle," she croaked. "The ritual must begin immediately."

The guards released us, pushing us toward the center of the room where strange symbols were drawn across the

floor—glowing faintly in a color | couldn't name.

My pulse raced. | looked at Selene,

and she looked at me. For a brief

second, the flagilg hedck Between us

Siar hired into silent

understanding. We both knew this

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