Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 449

Chapter 449: Give Him Time

Selene’s POV

Frederick took a small step toward me, his voice breaking slightly. "Selene, please... listen to me. I swear on my life—I didn’t poison your mother. I didn’t even know she was gone until now. But I’ll prove it. I’ll find whoever did this. I’ll prove my innocence to you." He looked so desperate it almost made me falter... almost.

"I don’t believe you," I said coldly.

He shook his head, his voice trembling. "You have to. Because I love you, Selene. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone."

A bitter laugh escaped my throat. "Love?" I scoffed. "Don’t insult me."

He looked stunned, but I pressed on. "You don’t love me, Frederick. You’re drawn to me — the same way you were drawn to her. To Hailee. Maybe that’s why you think you feel this way."

He blinked, confusion twisting across his face. "What are you talking about?"

"I’m a descendant of Hailee," I said, my voice steady even though my heart was pounding. "Through my father’s bloodline."

Frederick froze. "What?"

"Yes." I took a step closer, my voice cold. "I’m Hailee’s great-granddaughter. Just like Olivia."

For a moment he couldn’t speak. His eyes widened, disbelief and something like horror flickering in them. I tilted my head slightly. "Surprised? You shouldn’t be. Maybe that’s why you’re so obsessed — because every time you look at me, you see her. The woman you could never have." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Frederick shook his head slowly, his expression torn between shock and pain. "Selene... no. That’s not true."

My wolf whined inside me, but I pushed her down and glared at him. "Stay away from me, Lord Frederick. I don’t want to see you ever again in my life," I spat, and I turned to leave, but he grabbed my wrist, stopping me. His cold fingers wrapped around my warm skin, sending an involuntary shiver down my spine. My wolf stirred restlessly. It was maddening — how just his touch could ignite something in me I didn’t want to feel. Damn the mate bond.

I didn’t turn to look at him because I didn’t know what I would do if I did.

"Let me go," I said, my voice low, shaking more than I wanted it to.

"No," he whispered, his breath brushing against my ear. "I’m not letting you go. Not now. Not ever."

I froze.

He stepped closer, his tone breaking, soft but desperate. "You can hate me. You can curse me all you want. But I’m going to prove my innocence, Selene. I will find out what really happened to your mother — and I’ll make whoever did it pay."

I tried to pull my hand free, but his grip didn’t budge. "Frederick, stop—"

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