The Dark Side Of Fate

Chapter 62

~Sylvester~

Tamia was very angry about Lily’s betrayal; I could feel it in her. I tried to calm her down as we walked back to the room.

“We must search all the women in the harem and all the lunas working here. Everyone that has come to live here through war,” She said, and I could understand her reason.

There was no way they would be happy about being away from their loved ones. The fact that they could start an uprising right under my nose spoke volumes, and I knew it was best to do as Tamia had instructed. There was nothing more deadly than the enemy within.

“Very well, I will instruct the officers to do as you have instructed,” I told her, and she nodded.

I asked her to follow me to my office so I could set some things in motion.

It wasn’t long after we were in the office when my mother knocked on the door.

I knew it was her because I could smell her jasmine perfume.

She entered and looked at Tamia.

“What is this I hear of traitors in the estate?” She asked, and I knew news must have reached her by now, and she only came to clarify what she had heard.

“Lily was the one that set Dominic up. She had been communicating with a man and a woman we do not know, but she has given us a name,” I told her, and she smiled.

“I knew my baby had no hand in this,” She said almost with a celebratory tone, and I nodded so she would know that she had won.

“Yes, yes, but if he did not spend his time trying to cause my downfall, I would not have believed the allegations against him,” I told her.

“I think we should sweep your office for spy devices,” Tamia said, interrupting my mother and me.

“Our bedroom too. We need to be sure Lily was not actively spying on us,” She said, and I understood her. Lily had access to my office and bedroom. She could have as well planted things in my office.

“Maybe we should torture it out of her,” my mother said, and I understood her rage.

Just then, Marcel linked me that they were back.

“Mother, please excuse Tamia and me; we have things to do today. I will speak to you when we return,” I said, and she nodded.

Tamia frowned at me, so I had to link her.

“Marcel and Avery are back, let’s go to their wing, and then we can leave for Jenny’s house from there,” I said, and she stood up immediately.

I could see the eagerness in her eyes, and I smiled, hopeful that our trip to the beta’s wing would lighten her mood more.

We left my mother in my office, but I informed kappa William to sweep my office and room for bugs.

If any were found there, I would be annoyed with Lily. I was already pissed off with her, but I knew it would be worse.

We arrived at the beta’s wing and headed to Marcel’s room. I was worried for them but optimistic at the same time.

It would be nice to welcome our children into the world around the same time, but it wasn’t really up to us.

Marcel and Avery seemed happy, and I had linked my friend when Tamia went to speak with Avery.

“How did it go?” I asked him, and he nodded.

“We are both fine. The doctor said she should be calm about it and that she was overthinking it. There is nothing wrong with either of us,” He said, and I sighed.

“What is this I hear about Lily?” He said aloud, and I sighed.

Just then, Theodore and Linda arrived.

They were already dressed for our mission at Jenny’s house.

I knew Linda was the one behind it. The woman was eager to go out and do something. I wouldn’t blame her. Theodore was overprotective about her pregnancy, and I knew it would get to her eventually.

“You needed to be there,” Theodore said to Marcel, joining our conversation.

“Tamia whacked the hell out of the bitch,” he said, and I looked at him.

Avery and Linda looked at Tamia.

“Yes, I did,” She admitted.

“The bitch deserved it. All because Sylvester didn’t fancy her,” She said, and Avery was shocked.

“Did she say that?” She asked, and Tamia shook her head.

“No, she didn’t, but that is the truth. She claimed they tried recruiting her a few months before we arrived in the north. Suddenly her recruiter miraculously had the idea to threaten her family to make her do what they wanted a few months after Sylvester got with me. The bitch was sitting on the fence all this while, and when Sylvester got with me, she snapped. It is as simple as that,” Tamia said, and Linda growled.

“Tell me you drew blood, Tamia,” She said, and I was shocked. These women were dangerous.

“More than she could spare. She was lucky it was a controlled environment. I am not done with her yet,” She said, and Theodore linked me.

” I would not want to be on her bad side,” he said, and I nodded.

“Very well, are we ready to go to Jenny’s?” I asked, and everyone was a bit excited.

It wasn’t a date, we were going to snoop in a dead woman’s house, but it seemed exciting to everyone. I hope we find something exciting there, and hopefully, it leads us somewhere.

Tamia and I returned to our bedroom to get dressed to go to Lucland.

I wanted us to spend the night in our house there, so I called the staff to prepare the place.

I was hoping to have fun with my friends and my luna.

We rode in our jeeps as always.

Tamia seemed excited and nervous at the same time.

I wondered if it were the hormones, and I placed my right hand on her thigh and squeezed gently.

We arrived at Jenny’s house, and I was surprised that no one was in sight. I had asked that the place be guarded, but it seemed no one was there.

“Did we not put guards to guard the place?” Marcel asked, and I wondered why he was asking me these questions.

“I will call Kappa Wilson to find out why no one is here,” Theodore said, and we entered the building.

It was dark and dusty, and I did not think it was safe for pregnant women to inhale so much dust, but I knew Linda and Tamia were stubborn, most especially Linda, who had been dying to leave the estate.

Avery found a switch and switched on the light, and the living room looked trashed.

Tamia rushed to the door in the corridor and tried the lock, but it was locked. The door seemed to lead to the hallway that led to the rooms and probably her office.

She examined the lock, and I moved close to see what she was looking at while the others snooped around the anteroom and the living area.

“There are scratches on the wood,” She said, and I knew what it signified.

“Someone tried to get in forcefully but failed. Maybe there were guards, or the person ran off, but it seemed they did not have the time to break through discretely. I guess it was because people were guarding the place. If not, they could have smashed the door to get through.” She pointed out.

I touched the door to understand the type of wood it was made of, but immediately, I felt a familiar weakness that comes with silver.

“Thick Oak. It would not have been easy even for a wolf because it has silver in it.” I said, feeling weak just by touching the door.

“Jenny wanted to keep people out,” Tamia said, and I smiled.

“Do not overthink it, darling. She might have only been protecting herself. She lives alone, you know,” I said, and Tamia smiled.

“We need to find a way in,” I said, trying to see how best to bring the door down.

Tamia took out two pins from her hair and smiled at me. I was amazed when I watched my mate pick the lock on the door.

“How did you know how to do this?” I asked, and she laughed.

“Leo and I used to…” She said and looked at me worriedly as if she had said something wrong.

I wondered why she would think that way when she rejected her fated for my sake. Leo paled in comparison to her fated.

“It’s okay, green eyes; he is a part of your past. You can speak his name,” I said, and she smiled.

“When I was seventeen, we were not supposed to be dating because I was under-aged; my aunt then used to lock the doors to prevent me from going out at night. Leo taught me how to quietly pick her lock when she was sleeping at night so we could hang out without her knowledge,” She said, laughing. I realised it was a happy memory for her.

“I have never asked you of your parents, Tamia. Hope it isn’t a sensitive topic?” I asked her, and she shook her head.

“Not at all. My father used to be Leo’s father’s Delta. My parents were killed when they went on a trip. No one told me how it happened, but my elderly aunt raised me. She died a month before my wedding. She was my last relative,” She said. My heart broke because I could only imagine the trauma she went through when Leo betrayed her because he was her only family.

He was the only person that was related to her and hers alone. I could not speak because being alone was the worst thing ever.

She looked at me and smiled, and I plastered a smile on my face.

I looked into her green eyes; although she had been through horrible things, she still found a reason to smile and dared to open up to love and be loved.

I knew then that breaking her heart would be an unforgivable sin.

I vowed to ensure she would never regret loving me. I will try to be everything so she will never feel alone or feel like she is lacking.

“We are in,” She said and stood up, snapping me out of my deep thought, and I smiled.

We walked into the hallway, and it was dark, but my vision was better than most wolves.

Borrowing Knight’s eyes, I could see clearly and found the light switch, which I turned on. There was a door down the hall; I suspected it was either the master bedroom or her office.

There were three doors in the corridor, and I moved to open them all. They were not locked, and I discovered they were rooms, leaving the door I had my eyes on from the onset, the one at the end of the corridor.

Tamia tried the lock, and it was locked. She smiled at me and squatted to do her magic.

She opened the door, and it was Jenny’s office.

Something peculiar about the office was that the window was covered with silver shields. She was trying to keep someone, or people out.

We began to search through her desk.

I saw a cabinet and reached for it.

There were many files in the cabinet, and I went through them and saw one labelled David Pavlishchev and the Volkovs.

I had always known she had a knack for keeping records, but this was a bit extreme.

I took it out, and it was just pictures of a man that looked very much like Dominic, but he had the legendary blonde hair that westerners have.

I flipped through the files, saw photocopies of handwritten letters, and realised Jenny had photocopied the letters she had mailed and received.

The older generation stuck to the letter system and is still yet to change it.

They claimed it was imperative that the receiver knows the sender that sent it, hence why the handwriting is unique to everyone. The letter carried the sender’s scent and seal.

I could see a black and white photocopied image of the Babanin’s seal on the paper indicating she or a Babanin wrote it.

I took out the file and went through it.

The dates were distinct. A letter to my mother caught my eye, so I read that first.

“Dear Stephanie, I hope this letter finds you well. I am writing to you as your friend and a council member. I want to give you a heads up on your husband’s wishes before he leaves for pilgrimage. He requested that your ancestral seat on the council be given to his son, David. I know you have requested the Balyaev seat be given to Dominic, but this will not be so as the lord himself has given it to his son. Because you are his wife and the rightful heir to the seat, he can also give it out as he owns the seat by marriage. The Balyaevs are the original head of the council before Lawrence. It means

David will head the council while Sylvester will be lord. I am giving you a heads-up so you will not be surprised when it happens.

Yours faithfully, Jenny Lawrence Babanin.” It read, and I was shocked at the discovery. Why would my father insult my mother this way? There were so many letters to be read, and I was motivated to go through them all.