The Dark Side Of Fate

Novel {Book 2} Chapter 8 – ~Leo~

I knew I was harsh on Amelia. The moment she ran to her room, I felt ashamed of myself.

The fact that I did not want a relationship with her did not mean that I should scare her like that.

It wasn’t her fault that I messed my life up the way I did, but she was too good for me. When I returned home and found her still in her work clothes, I figured she was a good person.

She wasn’t a lying schemer trying to seduce her way into my life. I appreciated her, honestly.

When she told me what Leah told her, I was mad.

Was Leah trying to give Amelia a complex?

I did not find it funny, and I knew that was why she asked if my rejection had anything to do with her looks.

Honestly, it didn’t, and I had told her my truth.

I hoped she would accept the rejection and move on because I felt nothing towards her. The mate bond was broken on my end.

When she asked me to try, I knew she was hopeful. Soon she will find out there is no hope where I am concerned.

Being a delta breed, I decided to treat her as one. For now, I would see her as a little sister, so the maid status had to end.

I called the omegas to clean the house, but Amelia will still cook. I trusted her not to harm me.

She needed a wardrobe change because I knew her clothes won’t fit soon. She had gained some weight in a few days, and I hoped she would reach her ideal weight soon to be more confident.

When I told her I would be taking her shopping, the light in her eyes let me know she wasn’t angry. I got up from the couch and decided we would go shopping in town.

There were nice stores where we could buy casual outfits and outfits meant for outings.

I want her to get used to the fact that we are not dating first, and then I can take her out to functions so she can socialise.

Amelia looked at the road smiling, and I caught a glimpse of a dimple on her cheek. She looked very innocent, but I knew she had a story. Her eyes looked haunted sometimes. Not wanting to get personal, I had decided not to ask her and would keep it that way.

“I am sorry about last night. There are certain things I do not like to talk about,” I finally said, and she looked at me. I took my eyes off the road to look at her, and she smiled. Then I returned my focus to the road.

“It’s Okay, Alpha, I won’t speak of her again,” she said, understanding what I wanted, and I was grateful.

or see anything that had to do with that bitch Amanda

She said, and I

with Amelia. We stopped to order fast food. She had a thing for ice cream and told me she could

touched me because I knew it wasn’t based on choice, but I

her casual clothes, and we bought two sizes more than her now because we hoped she would gain some

and lingerie. Amelia was shy at first, but then she

and treated her with the utmost respect. She seemed uncomfortable about it, but I told her it was okay. At least this way, people won’t be getting ideas and being hopeful

were leaving the store when a woman entering stopped us. She looked familiar,

I was

the women that worked with my mother when my mother was luna. I had not

?” She asked me,

and pointed at a cafe

did not want to be rude, so I obliged and had Amelia follow us. She looked at Amelia strangely, and

a

Martha?” She asked

sent me a postcard from River Island,”

soon,” She said, and I frowned at how confident she

the pack over to me, they had yet

but they did not want to

you? You became head alpha of the east in a short period, and I heard of the great things you did in the north,” she said, and her smile

holding up?” She asked me, and I

I told her, and she nodded with

this?” She asked me,

away

throat because I was tired

is nothing wrong with her eyes,” I said, getting slightly offended, and

Albert. Those..” she said, thinking about something, then

parent, dear?” She asked, and Amelia looked at me. I told

an orphanage. I do not have parents,” She confessed, and I was surprised at what I had just

“Where?” Joyce asked.

Vestir,” she answered,

you are from?” she asked her, and I felt the questions were getting too much, but I did not want to interfere because I wanted to know too. I should have asked the questions,

She said, and I wondered how long she had been on her own. How did

questions?” I asked Joyce nicely, and