The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 167

~Leo~

Amelia surprised me. Other than the delicious sandwich, her attitude towards Leah was funny.

I knew it was wrong because Leah was my guest, but I did not want to scold her in the presence of Leah. She was a Delta that had fallen on hard times. There was no point in rubbing it in, especially when Leah was a Delta like her.

Deltas are very feisty. I knew that because I had the experience first-hand while married to Tamia. They always felt they needed to prove themselves because even though they were at the top, they were not among the first three and could be easily skipped.

Although I said I would share the sandwich with Leah, I regretted it when I tasted it. It was delicious, just like all the meals Amelia had prepared for me. I wondered what her life must have been like where she came from.

Amelia was a mystery to me. Usually, Delta's were high-borns. Even if she were kicked off her land, her family should have some money in the bank she could use to settle comfortably elsewhere like all the high-borns from affected areas did.

I doubted she was a criminal in her pack because criminals were executed along with their treacherous alphas.

How she ended up on the street as a petty thief was a mystery.

Her eyes were also a mystery.

Leah was just being mean when she asked if she was blind.

Amelia's eyes were gorgeous and alluring. Even though she was thin and almost gaunt looking. She could easily compete with all the beautiful women I know if she had proper care.

I did not know why and how she ended up on the street, but I wouldn't stick my nose in her business.

I had done my best for her, hoping she would pick up from there and move on.

Getting involved in her business would give her hope; I meant it when I rejected her. Whether she accepted it or not was her business. At least I was free of the bond.

I planned on scolding Amelia about my guest when I got home. She had no reason to act as she did; it would have given the impression that I was involved with her, which wasn't true. I wasn't ashamed of her, but I wasn't involved with her.

Leah enjoyed the meal, too, and she waited with me in the office.

I was expecting her to leave for her hotel, but she didn't and when I asked her why she told me she couldn't get a room.

I knew she was lying. Since I became the council head, Joan Clayman has always made it a duty to send her daughter to me.

Sylvester, Marcel and Theodore had warned me about it now I understood why.

It was as if Pamela and Joan wanted to get their daughters as close to the top as possible. I also learned they were that way with Maurice Volkov before and after he settled down with Stephanie.

Vino was even meaner than me. He did not spare Pemela's daughter a look.

He had been about his daughters since they came into this world, and I commended him for his dedication.

"So, where will you stay?" I asked Leah, and she smiled and shrugged.

"I was hoping to spend the week with you," she said, trying to sound seductive, but her voice rolled off me as if it were nothing.

I did not argue. I just took her home.

The look on Amelia's face when she saw Leah with me was priceless. Although she hid it immediately, I caught the look.

I hoped she would get the message to accept the rejection and move on. I have done my best for her, giving her food, clothes, shelter and a job.

I believe she was off on a good start in the east as long as she stopped being possessive of me because I belonged to no one.

" The room is ready," Amelia told me, returning to the living room after I gave her the order to fix the small room for Leah. There were four rooms in my house altogether. I had converted one room to storage while sleeping in one. I deliberately gave Leah the small room so she would get the message and never try the stunt she tried with me again.

"Take her things to the room," I told Amelia because I knew she wouldn't do it if Leah asked her. I could swear I heard Amelia's wolf growl, but I ignored it.

She took the bag to the room, and it seemed she dumped it there because she was back too soon.

"I have made dinner. Would you like to eat now so I can clean up after and leave?" She asked me politely, and I looked at her.

"Did you make for two?" I asked her, and she did not answer because she had done the same thing she did in the morning.

"You know I have a guest, and you did not make it for two," I said, sounding slightly angry.

"I was beginning to wonder who was the boss," Leah said jokingly, and I was pissed.

"Do not speak of matters that do not concern you. How I relate with my staff is none of your business, Leah. You were not supposed to be in my house. So be grateful I brought you home," I told her, and she was in shock. I knew she was shocked I would speak to her that way in front of Amelia.

"Go and make something for my guest and set the table for me," I told Amelia sternly. She didn't say anything and just walked away.

I would have to speak to her when I am less irritated.

"Your food is ready, Alpha; your guest can join you," She said, and I was amazed that she could whip something up in five minutes.

Amelia had set the table for two, and I wondered where the extra came from. That was when I realised she must have served Leah her portion.

"Did you serve Leah your portion?" I asked her, and she nodded.

"It would have taken extra time to make something, and it is almost closing hours. I do not want to linger," she confessed, and I felt terrible that I might have been a bit hard on her. She had done her job. Leah was an unexpected guest.

"Sit down and join me," I said, and she looked at me amazed.

If I shared my sandwich with Leah, I could share my meal with Amelia. It would be wrong to send her to bed on an empty stomach.

"This is wrong, Leo. She can't respect you like this. No one eats with their help. Delta or not, she is your servant," Leah said, and I laughed.

"And this is my home, so mind your business," I told her, and she was silent.

"Alpha, I have eaten in the kitchen," Amelia said, reluctant to eat with me at the table.

"I know," I said, knowing she was lying and trying to avoid the awkward situation.

"I still want you to join me. So I know you did not poison the food," I teased her with a straight face, and she picked up a spoon with a smile, and we ate together. She was slow and a bit uncomfortable.

We ate silently, and when we were done, Amelia cleared the table, cleaned up and said good night.