Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Concerned?

Olivia’s POV

I stood frozen, watching as Frederick bent and lifted Selene off the ground. For one terrifying second, she let herself lean into him, trembling like a wounded bird.

Then, well played, she pulled back, stumbling as though realizing whose arms she had fallen into. Her wide eyes darted to his face, faked terror making her look small and vulnerable.

I rolled my eyes. Well played, Selene. Well played.

"Don’t touch me," she whispered, clutching her injured hand tighter against her chest. "You’re... you’re a vampire..."

Frederick straightened, his face carved in something unreadable, anger, yes, but not at her. At the ones who had touched her. And underneath it all... there was something else. Hunger. Possession.

"You’re bleeding," he said, his voice low, almost filled with concern. "You shouldn’t be out here alone."

Then, to my surprise, he added, "Let me take you home."

Selene’s eyes widened, her acting flawless. She stumbled back another step, clutching her hand tighter. "No... I can’t. You’re just like them." Her voice trembled, soft and broken, painting him as the monster she wanted him to be.

Frederick didn’t frown; his eyes softened. "I am not like them," he said firmly, his tone calm, almost soothing. "I don’t force. I don’t feed unless I’m given permission."

Selene shook her head quickly, her breath hitching. "I... I can’t. I’m staying at the Royal Crescent Hotel for a month. I came here for study." Her words came rushed, shaky, and I smirked inwardly. All lies, yet believable enough to make her look desperate to escape him.

Frederick studied her closely, his jaw tightening. Then he shook his head slowly. "That place isn’t safe. Not for you. Too many eyes. Too many dangers." His voice lowered, possessive and with concern. "You should come with me. Stay at my estate. I’ll keep you safe."

Selene shook her head immediately, her performance so good that I could see the way her pulse flickered, her shoulders trembling like prey.

And I smiled to myself.

The motion was working.

Selene was sinking into her role, and Frederick was already caught in the net.

"Thank you, but I can take care of myself." She whispered and turned to leave as she began walking away, but, shockingly, Frederick went after her and grabbed her hand, making her flinch in fear.

"Fine... just stay at my home tonight... for security reasons." He pleaded.

Now I became confused. Why did he seem so desperate for Selene to come to his home? Was this to lure her into his home so he could feed on her forcefully? Or was it that he was really concerned about her?

Selene’s frown deepened. "Why? So you can forcefully feed on me?" she spat.

Frederick groaned, dragging a hand through his hair in clear annoyance. "Stop it. I’m not some newborn vampire who can’t control himself. I am three hundred years old. I’ve seen your kind, I’ve smelled blood stronger than yours, and I didn’t touch. I don’t feed forcefully. That’s not who I am."

For a moment, her wide eyes studied him, as if weighing his words. Then, slowly and deliberately, she turned her gaze toward me.

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