Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 513

Chapter 513: Time To Pay

Frederick’s POV

She froze, the meaning of the words sinking in. Her tears fell freely then, and she let out a small, breathless laugh—half joy, half disbelief.

"Frederick..." she whispered, and before I could say another word, she kissed me—slowly, tremblingly. I smiled and broke the kiss.

"You haven’t given me an answer," I whispered.

Selene lifted her head slowly. Her eyes were still wet, but there was a new kind of light in them—gentle and full of peace. "Yes," she said softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "Of course, yes."

The relief that washed through me was unlike anything I’d ever felt in all my years. I smiled—really smiled—for the first time in a long time, and pulled her close, kissing her forehead. "Thank you," I murmured. "I’ll spend the rest of my life learning how to love you right. I’ll protect you, Selene. No harm will ever come to you while I still draw breath."

She smiled faintly, her fingers brushing my face. "And I’ll love you too," she whispered. "No matter what comes next, I’ll stand by you."

She slammed her lips into mine for another kiss, only this one was intense, and I chuckled, brushing her hair from her face as I broke the kiss. "Careful," I said softly. "If you keep kissing me like that, I might forget to let you rest."

She laughed, blushing faintly. "Then I’d better stop."

We both smiled, and she settled back beside me, curling up against my chest. The warmth between us wasn’t just from touch—it was from trust, from something deep and new that neither of us fully understood yet.

As her breathing slowed and she drifted to sleep, I stayed awake for a while, just watching her. Her hair spilled across my arm, her face calm and soft. I didn’t know what the future held, but for the first time in centuries, I wasn’t afraid of it.

Eventually, my own eyes closed, and I fell into a dream.

In it, I saw Hailee. She looked younger—peaceful. A big smile spread across her face.

"I’m happy for you, Frederick," she said softly. "You finally found love."

I tried to reach for her, but she only shook her head, still smiling. "It’s time for me to go," she said gently. "Goodbye."

When I woke, morning light was spilling through the curtains. Selene was still asleep in my arms, her hand resting over my heart.

I let out a slow breath and smiled faintly. For the first time in my long life, I knew what peace felt like.

My phone suddenly buzzed on the low table. I opened my eyes slowly, still fogged from sleep, and fumbled for it with one hand while the other kept Selene close. The screen lit up with a message from my informant—the one I’d sent to dig, to listen, to collect the pieces of Selene’s father’s life that no one else wanted to see.

Everything is ready, the message read. Evidence compiled. Witnesses prepped. I can bring the proof to the council when you say so.

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