The Dark Side Of Fate

~Tamia~

Linda was excited about the Polo match. I doubt she had ever seen a live polo match before, but she seemed happy about this one. I did not want to be in Kyle’s shoes right now; the look of mischieve in Theo’s eyes spoke volumes.

I stood with Sylvester watching him put on his knee guards and boots, and he looked handsome.

“Oh my,” I said, looking at him, and he gave me his boyish grin. He was quickly the most handsome man. I knew others would say the same about their men; to each his own.

I kissed him before he put on his helmet, and he winked at me, getting prepared to mount his horse.

I could feel his excitement, and it was because he knew it would be an easy win while they had fun knocking Kyle and Max about.

They mounted their horses, and the ladies and I returned to our booth to watch the match.

The place was filled up with spectators, journalists and cameras. It was as if that was the only event taking place.

I felt terrible for those playing other sports at the same time as Sylvester’s polo match.

I knew why the place was filled up.

The four most powerful men in our world were playing. Everyone would want to see it.

The crowd cheered as Sylvester, Marcel, Theo, and Dominic rode in. The screen showed them individually, and people cheered every time the camera switched.

“Playing this evening are the Northern Beasts against the Eastern Beasts,” The commentator said. I felt Eastern Beast was too much for a bunch of amateurs.

The name alone would make people that did not know they were amateurs expect so much from them. Sadly, they would be disappointed.

I doubt they thought much about the name before choosing it. I believed they wanted to copy the north. Too bad they would get their arses kicked.

“In position one is Sir Marcel Sidorov playing attack and offence,” The commentator said, and everyone cheered.

“Position two is Sir Theodore Orlov, also on the offence. Position three is Lord Sylvester Volkov on the attacking position,” the commentator said. The crowd cheered louder when Sylvester’s name was mentioned.

Sylvester waved at people, and then he blew me a kiss. I caught it and blew mine.

It was beautiful, and the camera caught the exchange because it was displayed on the screen.

“And last but not least, Sir Dominic Volkov playing position four on the defence,” he said, and people cheered Dominic too. He waved at everyone and even at us.

would hear someone address Dominic adequately as Sir and not Lord, which

and then the

Beasts, we have Alpha Leo Albert playing Position One, playing attack and offence,” People cheered, and I saw Leo wave at everyone. He turned to wave in a particular direction, and I saw the heavily pregnant Amanda on the television screen. She waved at him smiling. It was good to see they were still

Max wave at the crowd, but

have made sure the handicap wasn’t counted for this match to

attack, and lastly, we have Alpha Gabriel Wright in position four,” The commentator

for the first Chukka, and the umpire threw the ball between

with the mallet, Sylvester went for Kyle’s horse leg, forcing the horse to

the mallet before they

dazed, but his helmet reduced the

wasn’t counted, and they waited to restart the game, and this time they hit the mallet normally to

while heading to score on the other side, Marcel challenged Max by ridding

horse close enough to bump

but his horse did not stop moving, dragging him

clear that they were

blew his whistle, and they had

Minutes for the first

they started the

the falling and

called. It didn’t matter because the Northern Beasts were way ahead with more

and did a good job holding his own. I was sure

noticed that after Max was taken off the pitch, there was concentration on

a piece of him, and they did not want him to be taken away quickly, so they took their

horse many times in the fourth

by ‘accident’ a couple of times until he was

it didn’t matter.

beating them up on the

with our team winning, of course. It was the most entertaining match of the day, and

went to their changing room to celebrate their victory, and I

given him her big thank you. He kissed her with his hand on her tiny bump. It was amazing to see how much they loved each other. Marcel lifted Avery in his

in for Max and Kyle, and the satisfaction they got from it was amusing. It

touched the tip of my nose playfully, and I walked him to where he would unburden himself and

He complained, taking off his knee guard,

one month. Polo isn’t played in the east. I was honestly surprised that they would