The Dark Side Of Fate

The Dark Side Of Fate By Karima Sa’ad Usman Chapter 12

12 Letting Go

~Leo~

A week passed, and the reality of what had happened to me sank in.

I had sent Amanda home to her father, so I could mourn my wife. Max asked me to release her, but I couldn’t. Releasing her meant I had given up on her and I didn’t want to give up.

I didn’t know if she was well or what they were doing to her there.

“We need to release her, or the Dark

Alpha will see our mark on her as an act of defiance,” Black warned me, but I couldn’t.

I decided I would write a letter to the wolf lord. Pleading with him to give me back my wife and promising never to work or act against him.

I did not care if what I was doing was foolish, but I had to do something. I could not sit on my arse and mope. If he won’t give her back, the least he can do is let me hear her voice and know that she is okay and happy where she is.

“You will be causing more harm than good. What if he sees it as an act of defiance? Did it ever occur to you that

Tamia gave herself so we could live? The situation was terrible, Leo. We would have died; they would have killed all three of us. She chose the best option that kept us alive. Tamia is a smart woman; that is why we fell in love with her. She will take care of herself there, but she isn’t coming back, Leo. Do not deceive yourself. Take the gift of life and peace that she gave us by sacrificing herself and make the most of it,” Black said, and I roared.

“If I find that Devin,” I said aloud, and Black growled.

“Now that bastard has a lot of explaining to do. He touches what is ours and then goes back on our deal with him with a flimsy excuse,” Black said, agreeing with

I walked to my table in the living room. It was the only furniture there. I was yet to fix the place.

I sat with a pen and paper and decided to write a letter to the Wolf Lord. I was taking what my wolf said into consideration. The first letter was to Tamia.

messed up our happily ever after, and took you to the north. I pray you find peace and Joy there. I know it is

several times, and each time, tears fell because it felt like I was letting go. I hated my life at those moments. I wished I could storm the north and get her back, but I knew that would be suicide for my entire pack and me or the region. I could not let her sacrifice be in vain. I folded the letter and

my pack, my life and my fated. I do not write to make demands but to plead with you. She is the most precious possession in my life; now that she is with you, I am empty and alone. I love my wife dearly, and I plead with you to go easy on her. I know I dare not ask you to return her, but I plead with you to care for her. Our last few months together weren’t good because I found my fated. Tamia has suffered enough. I do not know if it is too much to ask, but please take care of her. She likes to have coffee in the morning. She always goes

innocent and loving. She speaks her mind most of the time and is a great critical thinker. Do not take her defiance as offensive. She is just herself. Please do not kill her

and tears streamed down my face with the last words. I did not want to admit to myself that she wasn’t coming back. Even though I dared not try to take her back, this was the least I could do to make sure she

linked Casper,

after I had called him, and he was surprised to see the

he asked, concerned for

to spend some time with her

Leo. You look like shit,”

said, and

be my Luna,” He told me, speaking his truth, and I nodded because the same went for

Alpha only attacks when he is taunted. Why did Kyle attack a pack in the Western

doing

then someone did it in

in the west. They claim they were trying to liberate the west from his oppression. The men that were captured said it was

Devin?” I

I wanted to find his faults so I could go after the bastard, Bane or whatever

to the north,” I said, handing him my letters. Casper looked worried and afraid of the

farewell to my wife

it

around, and we were all summoned for a meeting. I was eager to go. I might have given him some respect in the past,

uproar. Everyone was still grieving their loss; even

wondered why he was grieving her, but it wasn’t my place

up to him. He was about to speak when I punched him hard

to do it since the night

making me lose my wife in the process,” I said, and he was