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.

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. She will be alright when she wakes up; she just needs to rest,” he

Tamia’s eyes close gradually until

themselves, and I

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

opened the door, and she frowned at me. Not wanting her

asked, and I knew she

and she sighed and bowed

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 I don’t hate

hurt her, mother. Even though she didn’t say it, I could see it. You called her a whore, among other

that urged me to dig instead of passing judgment. Dominic has been a problem for me, so it was 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

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 has worked on his insecurities and used them. I was happy you locked the douchebag up. I

her, but I am concerned. Jake

weren’t supposed to hear, so I

signalled her to keep it down, and she looked at

She said with

I said,

if I examine her?” She asked, and I did not know how Tamia would feel about it,

forehead and palm and checked her nails; Tamia stirred in

doctor take a blood sample?” She asked,

small amount of poison, and I also think she is pregnant,” she said, and I was panicked because she could

fighting whatever was introduced into it,” She

confirmed, and she gasped. A wide grin spread across

she said softly and

hope she will give me another chance.” She said, and I doubted

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

Brighton. A bitch …”

I hated that bitch because

was clear that my mother’s selective memory was her coping

with those women to learn their husband’s secrets and be ahead of them, but here she was admitting that his method was

murdered Gretchen in cold blood, driving a silver blade through her heart in this room,”

his bed naked, looking freshly fucked, and she snapped. You see, Maurice had stopped touching

and one drunken night, he went to her cell and took her

one knew this, but Donald hates the Volkovs because of it. He thinks his mother was brought here as a slave and killed unjustly. I doubt Jake knows

our last name. It was wrong to send her to Brighton. I am sure they wanted to kill her. She just didn’t ingest enough,” she said, and I hoped for Jake’s sake there was nothing