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.

with a breathy

and then someone made a loud noise that took people’s

of

someone at the

saw him, and I could

because everyone was looking at Sylvester and Susan before Leo diverted

looked back at Susan and Sylvester, and she smiled at

what to say, but I

said again, staring at him

her. How could she acknowledge her placeholder? She

breathing was a bit laboured. He did not want to

him battling Knight, and I knew fate had done

do

alright that it happened to

rare, but 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

have to

to be strong through the humiliation that

through my mind, and I

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

and

heart broke because he called her name and not mine. He did not look at me. He kept staring

that was my cue to

stood up gently and was about to walk away when

up and continued to stare

and go and hide. There was no

have left,” Susan said, tears spilling down her

at her, and I could feel the conflict between him and his

you

her sentence, and she

tears were threatening to spill,

be

fated,” She said with surprise and confusion. Thinking Fate was a strong

not care about such things,”

so I can be your Luna. Now fate

I have someone I love

doubted he would want to

he had to be at his strongest. This was not a

was shaking. It was difficult for him to resist her. It would be so because they were once in love. The bond would amplify their buried

should have stayed away like my mother warned you to,” He said, and she

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

private without interference. Please.” She pleaded for privacy because she knew she could get

her eyes looked at his hand on my wrist. There was a rage in them,

was fighting to control herself. I could see it,

away from the crowd,” She pleaded, and I knew when she said crowd, she

we always wanted when we were younger,” She said