StartNovelChapter 364: The Only Way
Olivia's POV
Pity. That was the first thing | felt watching Anita beg for death. But as quickly as it came, pity was replaced with
anger. Hot, sharp, bone-deep anger. It was as if my wolf was replaying every wound Anita had carved into me.
Every humiliation. Every betrayal. If she had been given the chance to drive a dagger through my heart, she
would've done it without hesitation. | knew that. She would not have pitied me. So why should | pity her?
My jaw tightened, and my nails dug into my hands. The sound of her voice—weak, begging, echoed in the
dungeon like a sad cry. But all it did was remindof how many times she laughed while | cried.
"Good girl," my wolf purred, her voice fierce and pleased. "Don’t forget who she is. Don’t forget what she’s
done."
| stared at Anita's frail body slumped in chains, my chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. For a fleeting
second, | wondered if | should tell my brother, if | should grant her request for mercy. But the thought twisted in
No.
| took a slow step closer to the bars, meeting her hollow gaze with mine. "You want death?" | whispered, my
voice low, almost trembling with the pain inside me. "You should've thought of that when you madewish for
mine."
Anita sobbed loudly, her body shaking as she pulled weakly against the chains. "Please, Olivia... please just let
My lips twisted into a bitter smile. "Everything. | will gain everything."
| stepped closer to the bars, letting her see the hate burning in my eyes. "Anita, your death would be too easy.
Too quick. Too merciful. But keeping you alive?" My voice dropped into a low whisper. "That means you will feel
what | felt. The helplessness. The shame. The endless days where every breath is a curse."
Her face crumpled as she shook her head, tears streaking down her hollow cheeks. "No, please... don’t do this. |
was wrong. | know | was wrong!"
"And that is why you will pay for your wrongdoings." My chest rose and fell heavily, my wolf pacing inside me,
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"Do you hear that?" | whispered, leaning closer to the bars. "That's my wolf. And she’s not begging for your
death. She’s savoring your suffering."
Anita’s cries filled the dungeon, echoing off the walls. But | didn’t flinch. | didn’t let my heart soften.
Because for once, | wasn't the broken one. She was. And | wasn’t going to let her escape so easily.
"Have a nice day, Anita," | said and didn’t wait to listen to her cries before storming out of the dungeon. Her loud
cries filled the dungeon, but | ignored them. For once | didn’t want to be that kind-hearted girl everyone knew
| had to focus on Frederick. | couldn't be called the special one and fall so easily to him. There had to be a way.
There had to be something.
With that thought burning in my chest, | teleported to the witch hunt. She was already seated on the ground, her
head bowed low, lips moving in heavy incantations.
"I was waiting for your visit," she said calmly the moment | landed, without looking up at me.
| stepped forward until | stood right before her. "I need your help."
"Sit." She gestured toward a single couch.
My wolf paced inside me, restless, but | kept my face calm as | lowered myself into the single couch she had
pointed to. The air here smelled of herbs and ash, a heavy scent that clung to my skin.
"I need your help," | said again, firmer this time.
Finally, she lifted her head. Her eyes, strange and glowing faintly, locked on mine. "I know why you are here,"
she said slowly. "Frederick."
The nalone made my jaw clench.
The witch tilted her head, studyinglike | was a puzzle she'd already solved. "He has threatened you with the
blood vow. Three days until you will be struck with a strange illness no one, not even you, can heal yourself."
I didn’t flinch, though my stomach twisted. "Yes. And | will not give myself to him. | won't. | need to know how to
stop him. How to defeat him."
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She smiled faintly. "Defeating
Frederick is no small task, Olivia. He
is three centuries old. His ROWSL iS
not jush ig pyres fagered with
pFetection, charms, and the blood of
those he has conquered. Fire will not
burn him. Blades will not pierce him.
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Her words sent a chill down my spine. "Then what do | do?"
The witch leaned forward, her voice
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on oRhisbond. o fight Frederick,
you must first uncover the secret of
his immortality. Somewhere, hidden,
he has hidden his soul. Destroy that,
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| blinked, my heart pounding. "His... soul?"
"Yes," she whispered. "A vessel. His soul is hidden in a vessel. Until you find it and destroy it, you will never
defeat him."
| sat back, my hands curling tight in my lap. My wolf growled, uneasy, but a spark of hope lit in my chest. If what
she said was true... then Frederick wasn't invincible. He could be killed.
I swallowed hard, lifting my gaze to meet hers. "Where can | find this vessel?"
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The witch shook her head slowly. "No
one knows... no witch can see it. It is
cloaked in a charm far ag tet
You id find itybutebt That is the
tre task. But once you do, once you
hold it in your hands, set it aflame.
Destroy it. And then—even the
slightest wound will be enough to
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