The Dark Side of Fate

157 Reunion

~Leo~

I woke up in the afternoon with a little rash on my skin. The medication Erik had sent had done wonders, and I was grateful for it.

Amelia was sleeping peacefully in bed. I knew she was exhausted so there was no point waking her up. There were still things to do.

I had to prepare and wait for Max and Kyle's arrival with the southern prisoners. I also needed to inform Sylvester of the outcome of the battle in the South. Hopefully, they were already awake.

I wanted everything over and done with so we could all go home and rest.

There was a lot to plan for and a future to look forward to.

I entered the bathroom and stripped down. Standing in front of the mirror I tried to examine the extent of the rash. It was on my left arm and half of my back.

Although the red angry-looking things looked aggressive, they did not hurt neither did they itch. I felt a slight burn but that was it. It was much better than the first one.

I stepped into the shower and opted to use the cold water so I do not aggravate the rash and end up in the clinic, sedated.

I ran the cold water and it soothed the burning sensation of the rash. It was a good idea to shower with cold water. Once I was done. I exited the shower and got dressed for the rest of the day. It was two in the afternoon so we had lost some daylight already.

I quietly left the room and headed towards Sylvester's wing.

up," I linked to him and

long enough,” he said and his words

all of them were there except for Vino, Andrew, Dominic and

greeted everyone present and they responded

blurted out with excitement, but the look on their faces indicated they already knew. I was hoping it would be big news but

He is receiving treatment for breathing silver but he will be fine. Max and

they are on their way here with the traitors that defected," I said and they were

the South, they might devise a means to escape.

me and I smiled at Devin pretending to

I guess he will finally have the family he wanted so much. It had all

When will they

poison. They are on their way back. We are waiting for their arrival,"

Gad. We had indeed believed we won’t make it but fate was on our side and it had brought

deliberating the punishment most befitting for Yuri and his cohorts. While some preferred we hung him publicly, Sylvester Devin and I preferred we tortured him to death. It was only befitting that he lived the rest of his miserable life in agony and pain while we chipped away at it gradually until nothing remains. With limps and sensory organs, gradually but brutally taken away from him. Every cry of pain that would escape his lips would be payment for the pain and suffering we had gone through. He had messed everything up and destabilised our world. He had done it all without true justification. He was a sick selfish man that deserved no mercy. As for the alphas of the south that chose the betray the King and sell out their leader, the most befitting way is to die in public by hanging them in their packs, in the presence of their pack members as a deterrent for future rebellion. It was only befitting that we wiped them out completely. Unlike before when imprisonment was an option, it won't be on the table. There will be no time to repent and make peace, no time to

some medications to help with the burning sensation. I was getting better so there was a possibility I would not need the meds, but I could not say

were around. I knew Tamia had sent them away with everyone during the fight so it was shocking to find them there. It was clear they had reconciled with Claudia because they were engaged in an animated discussion and laughing. I guess they understood her reasons and forgave her. We all crossed many lines to get the best outcome, I was glad we

my son," Marcel said echoing a longing that was present in all their hearts. David and Sylvester too had the same longing and the smile that grazed

not want to be sedated on the bed

Just then Sylvester began to chuckle and we looked at him. No one had said anything funny to make him laugh but something he was

Sylvester laughed

bringing up a memory of the first tournament I attended. I covered my face and laughed remembering how we made fools of ourselves trying to play Polo. I remember how Marcel and Theodore had dealt with Max and Kyle on the field. I also remembered Amanda and I