Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438: Exchange

Lord Frederick’s POV

"Nothing yet?" I spat, my angry voice echoing all over the room. The investigator flinched, his head bowed, his heartbeat loud in my ears.

"We tracked the SUV to the forest’s edge, my lord," he stammered, "but the signal was jammed. Whoever took her knew what they were doing. They—"

"Enough!"

My snarl echoed through the command room, rattling the monitors on the wall. I slammed my fist against the table, splitting the wood clean in half. The men around me froze. No one dared to breathe.

I paced back and forth, my claws threatening to burst through my skin. Rage burned through every inch of me. "She was right outside the gates," I hissed. "Six men. Six! And not one of you managed to stop them?"

"My lord—" one of the guards began.

"Get out!" I roared, my fangs flashing. The guard scrambled away, tripping over his own boots as he fled.

The room fell silent again, except for the furious pounding of my heart. I gripped the edge of the table, my breath heavy. My control was slipping away.

I closed my eyes, trying to focus, but all I saw was her. Selene. Her voice. Her scent. Her eyes the moment she told me to let her go.

And now she was gone. Taken. And if the vampires truly had her, then she wouldn’t last long. They wouldn’t just kill her. They would drain her. Slowly. Painfully.

My jaw clenched. I couldn’t let that happen.

"Expand the search radius," I ordered through gritted teeth. "Double the patrols. Every vampire nest within a hundred miles—burn it to the ground if you have to."

"Yes, my lord," someone said quickly before running off.

I dragged a hand through my hair, pacing toward the window. The night outside was dark and still, but I could feel her faintly. Her scent—warm, sweet—was fading.

"No..." I whispered, my chest tightening painfully. "Don’t fade. Don’t you dare fade on me."

For the first time in years, I felt something I had forgotten how to feel. Fear. Real fear.

I pressed a hand to the cold glass, my reflection staring back at me: my eyes red, my fangs bared, a monster wearing a man’s face.

"You can’t die, Selene," I muttered under my breath. "Not before I tell you the truth."

My throat burned. I turned sharply to the guard waiting by the door. "Get the car ready. I’m going myself."

The guard hesitated. "My lord, it’s too dangerous—"

"Do it!" I snapped, my voice echoing like thunder.

He bowed and ran.

I looked out again into the darkness, every nerve in my body screaming for blood. If anyone laid a hand on her—if she was hurt—I would burn their entire world to ashes.

Suddenly my phone vibrated against the desk. I almost ignored it until the display flashed. Hidden number. A cold knot tightened in my gut.

I picked up before it finished ringing. A voice came through, but it sounded altered, cartoon-like. The person must have changed the voice so I wouldn’t recognize it.

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