The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman

79 Who Did It

~Sylvester~

I wondered what got into Glenda that made her feel it was okay to talk to my mate the way she did.

I watched tears stream down her cheeks after Avery slapped her, and I wished Avery would give her another.

This was supposed to be a fun dinner for us, and she had tried to ruin it with talks of Susan.

Honestly, it had nothing to do with the mate bond; I was done with Susan when I laid eyes on Tamia.

I have never been so happy and fulfilled in my life until now.

I was in love with a woman that loved me just as fiercely as I loved her. We were expecting. What more could I ask for?

If Glenda truly cared for Susan, she should have advised her to move on. I knew Susan did not return because she missed or wanted me. She came because her uncle had something to do in the north. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Even if I wasn't with Tamia, I would have rejected her. She was nothing but pride and ego when she walked into that ballroom.

To her, it was her right.

She expected me to dump whoever I was with because she had arrived. It wasn't that she loved me. It was her ego and her need to be with the most important man. That was all.

It was the same thing that kept Glenda with Dominic. That same drive made Susan try to come for me.

Susan looked at Tamia scornfully with little respect, meaning her intention was malicious and wrong.

Although Knight fell for it, I had to be grateful for the strength to snap myself out of the trance.

Every longing I felt about our past together had disappeared, and I felt absolutely nothing towards her.

Suppose she was in pain; that was her problem and not mine. I had moved on. Come the blue moon, Tamia will be mine fully.

Glenda stood up, and I thought she was going to leave us as I had instructed, but instead, she bared her neck to Tamia and me.

"Forgive my stupidity, Alpha and Luna," She said, and I knew Dominic had warned her.

It did not matter; I did not care for her shit. I looked at my big brother, and his eyes pleaded with me.

Tamia touched my thigh gently and squeezed, indicating it was okay, and I let it be.

"Do not mention your cousin's name or speak to my mate disrespectfully again. The next time you do, Luna Avery's palm will be the least of your troubles," I said, adding Avery's title so she would know none of the women at the table was at her level.

I prayed my brother would dump her arse because I believed she wasn't good for him. We talked about sports and what we would do tomorrow.

Tamia's Croquet match was before ours.

We had made them place the match in the morning before the sun was high in the sky so our mates won't be exhausted. My mother wasn't happy about it.

"I honestly did not think these women should play croquet," My mother said, and I knew her fear.

Tamia was carrying my baby, her grandchild; my mother would do anything to ensure she was safe.

"We won't be running about the place or doing anything physically tasking, Luna," Tamia told her.

My mother looked at me with pleading eyes begging me not to allow them to play.

"You do not know how malicious women could get. You do not know how many young women envy the three of you. Do not expose yourselves like that," She said, and Avery giggled.

"We would beat them up, or better still, throw them in a cell if they attempted to do that. No woman in her senses would try to mess with us." She said, and the three women laughed.

My mother had to let it rest, and we all soon retired.

Marcel, Theo and I decided to hang out on the patio while our women went to bed.

I did not want to be away from Tamia for too long, but we had things to discuss. We could not let the event take us out of our goal.

Lily had agreed to our terms and was participating in the sports.

She was to report anyone that contacted her and tell us what they wanted. Kappa Wilson was watching her.

Also, Bricks Liam had been locked up, and Kappa William was overseeing his questioning.

"So, what have we learned so far about this group?" I asked Marcel, and he took a sip of his drink.

"The man seems too forthcoming for my liking. I do not think we should take his word as truth. He might be trying to mislead us deliberately. I know that someone or some people on the council are actively working against us," he said, and Theo nodded.

"Hopefully, our mole will turn out something better," He said, referring to Lily without mentioning her name just in case someone was listening in. It was impossible, but we had to be careful.

"What would we do about the members openly and actively working against us?" Marcel said, talking about Pamela and Joan.

"Let the games be over in peace, and let everyone go home. This period is to help us gather the information we need to get our enemies. We need to find out where Alissa and Jenny's sons are. I believe that would help with our investigation," I said, and they agreed.

"So what do you think about them playing Croquet?" Marcel asked, and with his tone, I realised my mother had gotten to him.

"Honestly, I did not want them playing any sports, but you know how stubborn these women are. We just have to warn the organisers to make sure nothing happens. Although I doubt anything would happen while playing croquet. It is safe and somewhat relaxing. Besides, they need the exercise." I said, and Theo agreed. He was the most spooked of all of us. Linda was showing, unlike Tamia, where only a few handful knew she was carrying my child.

We talked about our game the next day, and Theo and Marcel were eager to get on the pitch with Kyle and Max.

They were looking forward to the Rugby more. I could just imagine them pounding on them. Although we would need fifteen men, I wondered how they planned on doing it.

"We are complete for Polo. The four of us, including Dominic, are complete for Polo. We have four more kappas to take over when we have to rest every seven minutes, but I wonder, how will we get a team of fifteen people plus the seven extra for the Rugby?" I asked, and Theo and Marcel laughed.

"Oh, that is easy. You do not have to join us. We are joining the Northern Bulls against them," He said, laughing.

"I spoke to the team managers and teammates, and they were excited to have us on board. Of course, I told them our intentions, and they were excited about it," Theo said, and I realised they had gone all out.

"I want to join in the game, too," I said, and Theo shrugged.

"You do not seem to have qualms with Leo. It won't be fun," He said, and I shook my head.

"I want to mess with Kyle. That bastard is a sick fuck that has no business running a pack," I said. Just as if I had triggered a memory for Marcel, he raised his hand slightly as if in a classroom, which made Theo and I laugh.

"Yes, Marcel," I said, and we all laughed. He smiled, realising what he had done.

"We traced the order of the attack," He said, and I frowned at him, but it seemed to have clicked for Theo.

"The attack that made us attack the east. We were able to work it out. Abel got some damning evidence on an Alpha Ramsey Richford. We are still investigating him. We have not shared our findings with Leo, but we are looking into it deeper to be sure because we found out he is Leo's fated's father, and there was a time he was soliciting for warriors to go to battle against Leo. We do not know what for, but we are still digging." Marcel said, and I shook my head.

I did not need to know what he was gathering the fighting force against Leo for. I knew immediately. Tamia had told me Amanda was forced into their home. That must have been it.

Leo did not stand a chance, even if he did not want the girl. She was daddy's little princess, and he would get her whatever she wanted. Too bad for Leo; she wanted him by all means, even if it meant

going to war with his people.

I was silent a bit because I remembered the hurt and regret in Leo's eyes during the ball. After experiencing the mate bond myself, I knew he did not stand a chance with his fated sleeping in the same house with him. Losing Tamia was a painful loss for him, one he had no power over because of this Ramsey guy.

"I want the man investigated thoroughly. I want to know why he would attack the western borders where my soldiers were and try to make it look like Kyle did it. I want to know his issues with Kyle and why he would even go that far. I also want us to question and isolate the trophy he gave us. I want to know how he gave the trophy and what the trophy is to him. It isn't his daughter unless he has more than one." I said, and Marcel nodded, realising the bigger picture.

"I did not think of it that way." He said. That he did not tell me immediately meant he did not think of it that way.

"The arsehole must have known that I would strike back. He prepared for it. I want to know if he fought or simply surrendered his trophy. That way, I will know how to deal with the matter. I also need to know why he would do such a thing." I said, and my friends understood my point of view.

We talked some more, shared a few glasses of rum, and went to our rooms.

On my way to my room, I decided to link my brother.

"You know you can hang out with us, right?" I linked him, and he was silent, then he responded.

"Are you sure?" he asked me, and I smiled, climbing up the stairs.

"With a woman like that, you can hang out with us as much as you like, just to take the break," I said, and he sighed. He thanked me, telling me he would be with us all through the games tomorrow since Glenda won't be around, and I realised that Glenda was killing him.

I believed another woman would be a better mate for him. I planned on asking Tamia to do some match matchmaking for Dominic. I also plan on including my mother. I wasn't comfortable having Glenda in his life. She seemed toxic, and from what I have learned about his childhood trauma, he does not need that kind of bad energy around him. I just hope he finds someone so he can say goodbye to Glenda.

I returned to the room and took off my clothes.

I snuggled into bed behind Tamia, who was in a deep sleep.

I breathed in her citrus scent and felt a strong pull to her, similar to what I felt with Susan, only that this was slightly different. It wasn't aggressive. It was subtle and pleasing. I felt my teeth elongate by her sweet spot, and I held myself back. I knew it would not work unless I did it under a blue moon so the goddess could bless it and cause the bond to form. I would hurt her if I did it now, but Knight wanted to do it badly. He wanted to seal the deal, and I could feel his need grow. I pulled her close and sucked the skin there, making her moan in her sleep. Her voice was music to my ears. I allowed myself to be filled with her citrus scent as I drifted into dreamland, resting for the energy we would expend on the polo pitch the next day.