The Dark Side Of Fate

~Tamia~

Sylvester’s eyes lingered on her, not moving, not blinking.

I wondered if she was Susan. I looked around, and I saw Leo looking at me with concern.

I could remember this scene from before. It had happened to me before, but I did not want to believe it was happening to me again.

I saw Linda and Theodore dancing and did not want to call them. Stephanie was talking to one of the guests, and Marcel was introducing Avery to people.

I did not know if I should squeeze Sylvester’s thigh or call his name.

“Sylvester,” I said with a breathy voice, and he did not respond.

My heart began to race.

“No, no, no, Tamia,” Kaira said in pain, and I contemplated waiting around to experience the disgrace that would ensue.

“Sylvester,” I said with a breathy voice again, but his eyes remained fixed on the blond woman in the peach dress, and I watched the words escape his lips.

“Mate”.

My eyes filled with tears immediately, but I fought them.

Even if I cried, it would not be in public. It would not be in the eyes of Pamela and Leo. It will not be before everyone. So I held it together, but I was utterly broken inside.

The woman began to approach. She was beautiful. Hourglass shape, plump lips, doe eyes, oval-shaped face. Perfect in every way. I sat still, shaking inside.

Sylvester stared at her; to him, she was the only person in the world. I understood the feeling; I had been there. Every fibre of me wanted Devin. I wanted him so badly, but I fought it. I did not know where the strength came from, but I fought it. It didn’t look like Sylvester was putting up a fight.

Sylvester was the wolf lord. He did not need to fight it. He was allowed to have mistresses and keep harems. Being faithful to me was a choice for him and not an obligation.

He had not claimed me yet and did not need a blue moon to claim this woman. I was truly fucked.

What if he accepts and claims her and chooses to keep me as his mistress because of his baby? If that ever happened to me, I would run away and not look back.

I sat still and watched her approach. I wanted to chase her out of the hall and have the guards hurl her away, kicking and screaming, but I knew Sylvester wouldn’t have that. She was his mate, after all.

Her eyes were teary as she approached. She looked relieved and happy. There was so much joy in her and a tinge of regret too. Who was she?

“Mate,” I heard Knight say with a growl, and my insides churned. I could no longer speak. Breathing was hard, but I sat still.

“Susan?” Sylvester said, and I figured out why they both strongly reacted to the mate bond.

She was Susan, his Susan, the Susan that he told me I did not need to worry about. He lied.

I now understood the look of regret in her eyes.

If only she had stayed and not run off to the south, they would have been happily married with pups by now. Suddenly I felt like a placeholder for her.

I began to gather myself. I prepared myself mentally to walk away from the hall. She approached our table and smiled at Sylvester.

She said with a breathy

were staring at us, and then someone made a

the direction of the sound, and it was

was talking to someone at the

him, and I could see

was looking

at Susan and Sylvester,

to say, but I

She said again, staring at him

I could not blame her. How could she acknowledge her placeholder? She had returned to take her man, and it seemed I would have no choice

and his breathing was a bit laboured. He did not want to breathe

and I could see him battling Knight, and I knew fate had done

did I do

was alright that it happened to me once,

rare, but it seemed to be a curse that followed me everywhere. Only three people found their fated

did a rare thing have to

strong through the humiliation that was about to happen to

ran through my mind, and I was ashamed

disputed it and

and

called her name and not mine. He did not look at me. He

was

gently and was about to walk away when Sylvester held

up and continued

run away. I wanted to leave and go and hide. There was no way

I had known, I wouldn’t have left,” Susan said, tears spilling down

her, and I could feel the

you are..”

He said, completing her sentence,

hand away from his. My tears were threatening to

have someone I love, and we will be getting married soon,” he said, and Susan looked at me, a bit

surprise and confusion. Thinking Fate was a strong reason for him to dump

do not care about such things,” he

me and bring me back so I can be your Luna. Now fate has made it

I have someone I love very much, Susan,” he said, and I was

to risk being

brewing, and he had to be at his

linked him, resigning myself to my fate, and he squeezed my wrist. His hand was shaking. It was difficult for him to resist her. It would be so because they were once in love. The

like my mother warned you to,” He said,

love you. I never got over you, Sylvester. I regret leaving and always dreamed of returning, but I was too afraid of what would happen if I did. Please, Sylvester. We are meant for each other. My heart still beats for you the same. Please. I did not leave you intentionally; I wasn’t given a choice, please. We can make this work. We are

pleaded for privacy because

at his hand on my wrist. There was

was fighting to control herself. I could see it, and to her, I was an

us find a private place to talk things through, away from the crowd,” She pleaded, and I knew when she said crowd,

together like we always wanted when we were younger,” She