The Dark Side Of Fate

~Sylvester~

When Theodore interrupted my speech at the northern council conference, I knew something serious had happened.

I politely excused myself. I went to him.

I could hear people murmuring, but soon, Marcel took over, and they were silent.

That was why it was best I wrote my speeches. He just picked up from where I left off.

Theodore stood when I approached him.

“They are back,” He said, and I smiled, glad that Tamia had returned.

I was worried she might see Leo or Devin, and they would convince her to leave with them.

The painful part of that fear was that I wouldn’t have gone after her if she had willingly followed. Otherwise, I would have given my mother, Dominic and the entire council the war they had longed for and burned the south or east to the ground.

“Tamia is ill. Linda asked that I send a doctor, which I did, but then she insisted I tell you. I think it is serious,” He said, and images of her being poisoned by Jake Brighton just to get at me flooded my mind.

I was out the door before Theodore could finish the sentence.

People were looking at me weirdly.

The moment I stepped out, I hopped into the first car I saw. It wasn’t mine, but I was lord, and the driver was already behind the wheel.

“Volkov estate now!” I ordered him, and he started his vehicle.

I did not know who he worked for; I will have to apologise later.

We arrived at the estate, and I rushed into the building and went straight to my room.

Avery and Linda were with her. She looked pale and sweaty but seemed a bit calm. The doctor was examining her, and I went to hold her hands. Knight was afraid, so I had to try and control myself.

When the doctor congratulated me that she was pregnant, I was shocked. Knowing that Linda did not feel the same way made me still worried that Jake did something.

“Linda is pregnant, and she isn’t ill?” I asked the doctor.

there is anything, she is already recovering from it. I will give her a mild sedative to help her relax and sleep it off, but there is no cause for alarm here.

eyes close gradually until

and Avery excused themselves,

thirty minutes later, and I rushed to open it so the person did not bang too hard and wake Tamia up.

frowned at me.

wrong with her?” She asked, and I

care?” I said, and she

kill Dominic. Tamia threatened to deal with Dominic if he caused you trouble. You are a fool for her. I was angry, but I don’t hate her. I just went to my family home to calm down and think things through.” She said, and I knew she was being honest, but Tamia wasn’t comfortable with her anymore, and that was a

say it, I could see it. You called her a whore, among other things; words

stunt. It was Tamia that made me question the enforcer. She was the one that made me look at other factors, yet you were busy antagonising her and making her feel inadequate.

the older of you two, yet he has nothing, no position, no charge and respect. Things like that get to people. You have it all, Sylvester; he has nothing. He has to live in

her part, and I commend her, but I am concerned. Jake isn’t vindictive, but I

wanted to tell me other things people weren’t supposed to hear, so I opened

signalled her to keep it down, and she looked

pale,” She said

she will be fine,” I said, and

and I did not know how Tamia would feel about it, but

her nails; Tamia stirred in her sleep but did not wake

a blood sample?” She asked,

of poison, and I also think she is pregnant,” she

was introduced into it,” She said and

she gasped. A

and looked at Tamia

She said, and I doubted Tamia would be that nice again, but I

me something about Donald Brighton, mother,” I said, and she nodded. We moved to the

Brighton. A bitch …” she

pleaded with Maurice to send her sister In-law back to her husband, and Maurice considered it. I hated that bitch because she almost took my husband from me. Ava did

that my mother’s selective

husband’s secrets and be ahead of them, but here she was admitting that his method was fucked

silver blade through her heart in this

to plead with Maurice to let her say, and instead of finding Maurice, she found Gretchen in his bed naked, looking freshly fucked, and she snapped. You see,

he went to her cell and

for her crime, slave or not. But he acted on impulse, and we swept it under the carpet. No one knew this, but Donald

was wrong to send her to Brighton. I am sure they wanted to kill her. She just