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.

said with a

at us, and then someone made a loud

direction of the

someone at the top of

him, and I

was looking

Susan and Sylvester, and she

to say, but I was

again, staring

could she acknowledge her placeholder? She had returned to take her man, and it seemed I would have no choice but to

growls coming from Sylvester, and his breathing was a bit laboured. He did not want

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

do to

to

in my world was rare, but it seemed to be a curse that followed me everywhere. Only three people found their fated in the Mountain pack, and

a rare thing have to happen

tears and tried to be strong through the humiliation that

my mind, and I was

and he had disputed it and called Leo weak. I

and

broke because he called her name and not mine. He did

guess that was my cue to

up gently and was about to walk away when Sylvester

and continued to stare at

want me to witness this painful event? I wanted to run away. I wanted to leave and go and hide. There was no way I would remain with him and his fated. This was

left,” Susan

and I could feel the

you are..”

her sentence,

my hand away from his. My tears were

will be getting married

confusion. Thinking Fate was a strong reason

do not care about

so I can be your Luna. Now fate has made it that we are fated,” She started, and

have someone I love very much, Susan,”

doubted he would want to

be at his strongest. This was not a good

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 bond would amplify their buried

have stayed away like my

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

this in private without interference. Please.” She pleaded for privacy because she

on my wrist. There

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

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

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