~Sylvester~
I remained attentive, listening to all that Larry had to say. I will be attentive as long as he doesn't use the pouch in his hand.
I also had to think of what to do if he blew the silver dust into the air.
If that happened, I told everyone to hold their breath and head to the exit. Hopefully, we weren't locked in.
"Your father and his friends didn't only ruin her; they told her I could do nothing about it. That she should be grateful that they fancied her enough to touch her.
They told her no one would care even if she reported.
It was common to practise, and they were right.
I knew Maurice initiated it, and those two joined him as always," he said and chuckled.
"I always wondered if they would share their mates like that, but they never did. This implies they knew what they were doing was wrong and degrading, but they felt it was okay since they could get away with it. Their jobs were to protect, lead and serve the people, not ruin lives.
They broke homes and ruined lives.
They separated mates and took women from their homes for personal pleasure, under the guise that there should always be a harem in the estate according to the kings before the lords.
A habit you and your friends embraced until recently.
I must commend your last procurements from the east for holding you three down. It also let me know that just like those three bastards that fathered you three, the three of you are capable of falling in love," he said and smiled.
"I returned home from the mission and found Emily depressed. She had lost the baby due to the incident but refused to tell me what had happened.
I was devastated, but I was willing to try again," he said, and I could see tears welling up in his eyes.
It was as if he was reliving the memory again.
"I would have tried, but she had given up. She said it did not matter that it could happen again.
I did not know what she meant by it until she ended herself, leaving me a note of the account of unspeakable things that the three men did to her.
I will never forget her final words in that letter. I still have it to date.
She said if I love her and care about our world, I should save our people from the monsters that rule them. These were her words," he said and sighed, composing himself to recite Emily's words.
"If you love me and care about our world and its people. Then you will know this world would be safer without the Volkovs, Sidorovs and Orlovs ruling it.
I am just one of many. Maurice might have implied you to be a powerless nobody, but I know you have it in you to stop their menace and make sure they nor the rest of their lineage ever do this to anyone again," he said and looked at me.
"Your fathers went on as if they had done nothing wrong. They had destroyed three lives, and they just went on like that.
I could never fall in love again. I only mated with Michelle to continue my bloodline. But your fathers moved on; they didn't even know or care that they did anything wrong.
The result of their crimes was my burden to bear and my hurt to carry alone.
A few months after Emily's death, they settled down as if they had done nothing wrong.
They destroyed my life, my happily ever after, and nothing happened. They got away with it.
The three of them mated and had children. It wasn't only me that they hurt like that. We were many. Daughters, wives, name it. They had no limit. It was as if the lasting peace gave them ample time to play.
Time passed, and those of us that knew what they did, remained angry, but neither of us had the effrontery to seek revenge.
During that time, he found his fated. He eradicated the Balyeavs because they would not allow him to remain Lord if he disgraced their sister by divorcing her.
That episode passed. His fated died, and he got back with Stephanie, and then they had you. Things worked out for him while the rest of us remained broken.
He ruined more lives, and no one seemed to do anything about it.
So I planned the first uprising with the head Alpha of the west. Emily was his cousin. He took it upon himself, and we would have succeeded if it weren't for some traitors in the east.
Your mate's parents were the ring leaders. They alerted the monster of our plans. Good men died because of that, and I had to go into hiding. Ramsey struck a deal with Maurice and pointed out all the culprits, but he did not know I was involved, so he could not point me out as a culprit.
Everything went quiet, and I had given up hope entirely until he did not return from pilgrimage.
Jenny told me Stephanie was the one that acted against him, and she should stand trial.
I knew Jenny was jealous of Stephanie because she was crazy about Maurice, but I kept it myself.
I knew how Maurice died because I was part of the engineers of that event, but I kept it to myself.
Jenny's anger towards Stephanie would be useful.
So I saw it as an opportunity to revive my group.
I told Jenny we would make her son Lord since Maurice was his father too. It was wrong to hide the poor lad away to be brought up as a Lawrence when he was a Volkov.
Knowing her son would benefit from it eventually, she was in, and that was when we started building again.
I never had direct contact with anyone, just like the first time. It was important. Jenny was the one that recruited people. Unlike the first time she went for younger people, people affected by Maurice could share our ideals," he said and looked at Devin.
"You should have been an easy recruit knowing what your father endured and how you grew up, but we could not find a way to get you on board. We later knew how to use your grudge against the Volkovs, and it would have worked if it weren't for that Riverstorm bitch," he said and looked at Tamia.
"You are despicable. You hopped into bed with the man that murdered your people and took you away from your husband," he said disgustingly.
"If you hadn't ruined my home with your prodigy, I would not have needed rescuing, but I am glad where I am. Save your moral conviction for yourself," Tamia shut at him.
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