Desired By Three Alphas Fated To One (Hailee) novel Chapter 289

Nathan's POV

Fredrick came into my room quietly.

Too quietly.

I was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor, my hands resting uselessly in my lap. The collar around my neck felt heavier than before, like it knew I was getting weaker.

"You haven't eaten," Fredrick said calmly, holding a tray of food. "You need to."

I lifted my eyes slowly. "I'm not hungry."

He sighed, like a disappointed partner, and stepped farther inside. "You always say that when you're upset."

That made my stomach twist.

We were not a couple.

We would never be a couple.

Before I could say anything else—

A loud crash echoed through the house.

Then another.

Shouts followed.

Fredrick froze.

So did I. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"What was that?" I whispered, my heart jumping into my throat.

Fredrick's eyes darkened instantly. He turned toward the door, listening.

Then the sound came again—closer this time.

Breaking glass.

Heavy footsteps.

Voices.

"They found us," Fredrick muttered.

My breath hitched. "Who?"

His jaw clenched. "My enemies."

Before I could ask more, the door to my room burst open.

Men flooded in.

Not wolves.

Not humans.

Vampires.

Their eyes glowed red. Their fangs showed as they smiled at me like I was prey.

One of them stepped forward. "Fredrick," he said mockingly. "Hand her over."

I shrank back instinctively, fear crashing over me.

Fredrick stepped in front of me immediately, spreading his arms wide.

"Over my dead body," he growled.

The vampire laughed. "That can be arranged."

Everything happened fast.

Too fast.

Fredrick moved first.

He attacked them with a roar, fists flying, strength exploding through the room. He fought like a man possessed—blocking blows, throwing bodies into walls, protecting me with everything he had.

For a second…

I was confused.

He was saving me.

But then one of the vampires struck him hard across the side.

Fredrick staggered.

Another slashed him across the chest.

Blood sprayed.

"Fredrick!" I cried out before I could stop myself.

He grunted in pain but stayed on his feet, turning back toward them, breathing hard.

"You will not touch her," he snarled.

More vampires poured in.

Too many.

Fredrick was strong—but he was outnumbered.

I pressed myself against the wall, panic rising.

This was my fault.

Because of me, this place had been found.

Because of me, he was bleeding.

Then—

A roar shook the entire house.

Not human.

Not vampire.

Wolf.

My heart leaped violently.

That sound—

I knew it.

The walls exploded inward as a massive black wolf burst into the room.

Nathan.

Relief crashed into me so hard my knees almost gave out.

"NATHAN!" I screamed.

He didn't answer.

He didn't need to.

He was already killing.

He tore through the vampires like they were nothing—ripping heads clean off, snapping necks, slamming bodies into the floor with brutal force.

Peter followed right behind him, already shifted, his wolf just as fierce.

The room became chaos.

Blood.

Cries.

Screams.

And then silence.

Bodies hit the floor one by one.

Dead.

All of them.

Nathan shifted back instantly, naked and breathing hard, his eyes wild as they locked onto me.

"Hailee."

He rushed to me and pulled me into his arms so tight I couldn't breathe.

I didn't care.

I buried my face in his chest and sobbed.

"You came," I cried. "You came for me."

"Always," he said fiercely. "Always."

"Thank the Moon," he murmured. "I was afraid that thing—"

"It's gone," I said softly. "It can't hurt me anymore."

The healer nodded. "The collar suppressed her wolf and weakened her spirit. Removing it was necessary. But she'll need rest. A lot of it."

She checked my pulse, my eyes, my breathing, then finally stepped back.

"She'll be fine," the healer said. "Physically."

Nathan nodded, but I could tell he wasn't fully convinced.

When the healer left, silence filled the room.

I shifted slightly and looked up at Nathan.

"There's something I need to ask you," I said quietly.

His jaw tightened. "What is it?"

I hesitated, then took a breath.

"Please… let Fredrick go."

His body went still.

"What?" he asked, his voice low.

"He didn't hurt me," I said quickly. "Not physically. He was obsessed—yes. Wrong—yes. But when those vampires attacked, he fought them. He protected me."

Nathan's eyes darkened.

"He kidnapped you."

"I know," I whispered. "And that was wrong. I'm not excusing that. But killing him—or locking him away forever—won't fix what happened."

My hands trembled as I gripped his shirt.

"Please," I begged. "For me."

He looked away, anger and conflict warring across his face.

"That man put a collar on you," he growled. "He took your freedom. I should tear him apart."

"I know," I said, tears forming again. "But I don't want more blood. Not because of me."

Silence stretched between us.

Finally, Nathan sighed heavily.

"Fine," he said through clenched teeth. "I'll let him go."

Relief rushed through me so fast my chest hurt.

"But," he added sharply, "you are not staying here."

I looked at him. "What do you mean?"

"This place isn't safe anymore," he said firmly. "Too many people know where you are. Too many eyes. I'm taking you back to my pack."

My wolf stirred, calm at the idea.

I nodded slowly. "Okay."

But then something else hit me.

"There's one more thing," I said.

He frowned. "What now?"

"I need to see Callum," I said softly. "And Oliver."

Nathan stiffened.

"Hailee—"

"I need to talk to them," I insisted. "I owe them that much. Especially Oliver. He's hurting. And Callum… what happened between us ended badly. I need to say some things."

Nathan studied my face for a long moment.

"You're sure?" he asked quietly.

"Yes," I said. "Before we leave. I need closure."

He sighed again, then nodded once.

"All right," he said. "We'll go see them. But after that—we leave. No arguments."