Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 521

Chapter 521: What Happened

Sofia’s POV

Damien shoved the burning coal into the man’s thigh again, and the scream that came out didn’t sound human. My whole body shook, tears running without stopping.

"D-Damien, please—" I sobbed.

He still didn’t look at me.

Didn’t blink in my direction.

Didn’t even breathe differently.

His rage filled the entire room like a storm.

Then suddenly, he spoke.

Not to me.

To the guards.

"Take her out."

His voice was so cold... so sharp and authoritative. It sliced right through my chest.

Two guards stepped forward instantly.

I stepped back. "No—I’m not leaving! Damien, I’m not leaving!"

The guards hesitated, glancing at him.

Damien turned... and the look he gave me—

One look.

One single look.

And my legs almost gave out.

It wasn’t anger.

It wasn’t hatred.

It was emptiness.

A cold, hollow emptiness that said:

Don’t test me.

My wolf whimpered and lowered her tail so fast it stunned me.

I swallowed hard and stepped back, nodding even though it broke something inside me. The guards took me gently—almost respectfully—out of the basement.

When the door shut behind me, another scream shook the floor.

I froze.

Then the screams stopped.

Silence.

Terrifying silence.

Did he kill him?

I hugged myself tightly, shivering in the hallway. My heart refused to calm down. I couldn’t breathe properly.

I forced myself to move to the sitting room. I sat on the cold couch, tapping my fingers, biting my lip, shaking uncontrollably.

Ten minutes passed.

Fifteen.

Twenty.

Then finally—

Footsteps.

Slow. Heavy. Dragging slightly.

I jumped to my feet.

Damien walked into the sitting room, his expression unreadable. His hair was messy, his shirt soaked in sweat and blood—some his, some not. His hands were still shaking from the rage.

I rushed to him.

"Damien," I cried. "How did you find out? I—I got a scheduled email from Rebecca, and she—"

He walked right past me.

Like I wasn’t talking.

Like I wasn’t even there.

He headed straight for the stairs.

"Damien, please," I begged, following him quickly. "Just listen to me! I didn’t know! I swear to you I didn’t know—"

He climbed the stairs.

I followed.

He entered his room.

I followed.

He stopped only when he reached the center of the room.

I stood behind him, shaking. "Damien, I’m begging you. Say something. Please say something. I’m sor—"

Then he finally spoke.

His voice was deep, rough, cracked... tired.

"Rebecca has been trying to call me," he said without turning around. "For months."

My breath hitched.

"She used different numbers," he continued quietly. "Unknown lines. Foreign lines. Hidden IDs."

His jaw clenched as he finally continued.

I wiped my face, shaking. "Damien... please—"

He held up a hand.

Not to stop me.

To steady himself.

His voice cracked as he spoke next, the sound deeper, tired in a way I had never heard before.

"Since that day... I have been investigating her death."

My eyes widened.

He finally met my gaze.

"And not because I wanted to prove myself innocent."

He shook his head slowly.

"But because I needed to find the monster who took her from you... from me... from all of us."

I pressed both hands to my mouth as another sob escaped.

Damien walked to his desk slowly and opened the top drawer.

Inside were papers—tons of them. Documents. Maps. Phone logs. Pictures. Names. Threads.

Months of work.

He pulled some out and threw them onto the table.

They scattered like falling leaves.

"I searched everywhere," he said quietly. "Every pack. Every border. Every abandoned land. No clue led to the right man. Every trail died halfway."

I stared at the papers, my stomach twisting. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Maps were marked in red ink.

Photos of people. Wolves. Forests.

Damien’s handwriting circled names.

Notes scribbled everywhere.

I whispered, "You... did all this alone?"

He nodded. "I didn’t find a clue. Not one. Not until two months ago."

I blinked. "Two... months?"

He nodded. "One of my warriors intercepted a message. A whisper. A rumor of a human woman trapped in the Thorn Pack. Tortured. Pregnant. Abused."

My heart dropped.

"That was the first time I suspected," he whispered. "Just suspected... that maybe her killer was there."