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.

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. She will be alright when she wakes

eyes close gradually until she fell

excused themselves,

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

door, and she frowned at me. Not wanting her

She asked, and

you care?” I said, and she sighed and

It was just that treason is a serious crime, and I knew they would want to kill Dominic. Tamia threatened to deal with Dominic if he caused you trouble. You are a fool for her. I was angry, but

say it, I could see it. You called her

easy to think he would pull off that 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. I am disappointed in you, mother. Anyone looking from the outside would say you didn’t birth me with how you acted. You always side with him over me; you never have my back,” I said, tears

all, Sylvester; he has nothing. He has to live in your shadow for the rest of his life. It is not your fault, but I know it gets to him, so he is always eager to prove that you are flawed so he can feel better. Larry

am sorry about Tamia, but I am really concerned for her. I knew she went to the west because of you. It was a brave thing to do on her part, and I commend her, but I am concerned. Jake isn’t vindictive, but I can’t say the same for Donald Brighton. He is the next alpha, and he has a grudge against this family. Just like Devin, his mother was taken by your father,” she said and

wanted to tell me other things people weren’t supposed to hear, so I opened the door to my room and let

to keep it down, and she looked at Tamia, where she was

said with concern,

will be fine,” I said, and she looked

know how Tamia would feel about it, but

her nails;

blood sample?”

and I also think she is pregnant,” she said, and I was

her system is fighting whatever was

confirmed, and she gasped. A wide grin spread across

said softly and looked

doubted Tamia would be that nice again, but I kept it

Brighton, mother,” I said, and she nodded. We moved to the couch area,

A bitch …”

husband, and Maurice considered it. I hated that bitch because she almost took my husband

was clear that my mother’s selective memory was her

their husband’s secrets and be ahead of them, but

blood, driving a silver blade through

instead of finding Maurice, she found Gretchen in his bed naked, looking freshly

in the dungeon, and one drunken night, he went to her cell and took her life,” she said, and I was

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

to send her to Brighton. I am sure they