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.

a breathy voice

and then someone made a loud noise that

looked in the direction of the sound, and it was

to someone at the top of

him, and I could see

everyone was looking

back at Susan and Sylvester, and

know what to say, but I was getting ready to leave the

again, staring at him in

acknowledge her placeholder? She had returned to take her man, and

breathing was a bit laboured. He

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

do

to me once, but not three

it seemed to be a curse that followed me everywhere. Only three people found their fated in the Mountain pack, and Leo was among the three. In Avery’s

have to happen to me

be strong through the humiliation that was about to

mind,

it wouldn’t be easy, and he had disputed it and called Leo weak. I could see

said, and

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

that was

was about to walk away when Sylvester held

and continued to stare at

run away. I wanted to leave and go and hide.

wouldn’t have left,” Susan said, tears spilling

not reply. He was staring at her, and I could

goddess you are..” She

her sentence, and she

away, but he held me still. I tried to wiggle my hand away from his. My tears were threatening to spill, and I was crumbling inside, but he locked his hand on my wrist, stopping

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 everything and be

do not care about such

me back so I can be your

to you. I have someone I love very much, Susan,” he said, and I was battling

doubted he would want to risk being weak because of

to be at his strongest. This was not

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

you should have stayed away like my mother warned

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

talk about this in private without interference. Please.” She pleaded for privacy because she knew she could get

and her eyes looked at his hand on my

herself. I could see it, and to

place to talk things through, away from the crowd,”

always wanted when we