The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 204

~Leo~

I looked at Vino, and he was very uncomfortable.

It pleased me that he knew he could never have my friendship.

He sat on the single chair in the room, and there was total silence between us.

I noticed he was battling himself.

I knew he had questions, but I wouldn't give him the go-ahead to ask them.

He sat for another hour before Dr Claudia came to check on the patients. He stood immediately, and his wolf eyes flashed.

I did not need to guess what had happened.

The body language of both of them said it all.

Having been in that situation twice and seen Sylvester battle his, I knew what was happening.

Why would the goddess bless this idiot like this?

Suddenly I wished Claudia's husband was still alive, kicking and breathing.

I wondered if he would do what he did to me to the guy.

Claudia's body language was uneasy, but she could control herself better than Vino.

I guess that level of control came with the job.

Seeing Vino, I knew the selfish bastard did not come to see Marcel and Avery; he came for Claudia.

The look on his face said it all.

I did not know when I started to laugh.

Unfortunately, that was a bad idea because it woke Amelia up from sleep. The doctor looked in my direction, and Vino refused to look at me because he knew I knew.

Amelia gently sat up, a bit confused.

As always, she always took her time to wake up.

I pulled her close and tried to calm her down so she would know everything was alright.

Claudia proceeded to check Avery and Marcel and then left.

Vino followed her, and I hoped deep down he would get rejected.

I wanted to see him in pain.

I learned he was in severe pain when Amanda died.

I did not think the pain was enough; he needed another dose of what he cost me.

"Are they awake?" Amelia asked with a sleepy voice, and I kissed her neck in response.

"No, Moonlight, they are still sleeping, and you should go back to sleep too," I said, and she nodded and laid back down.

The fight had taken a lot of energy from her, and I knew she would need to sleep it off.

It was wrong to say Amelia was immune to silver.

She just tolerated it better than anyone else.

She had access to her wolf, but her healing was impaired.

What made silver deadly wasn't only the burn and cell destruction it caused; it was the fact that it stopped a wolf's healing ability.

The faster we heal, the more we will likely survive attacks and deadly injuries.

In the case when there is no healing, the damage is permanent.

I suspected Amelia used the knowledge of her abilities to her advantage during the fight.

She had injured them in places that would mean certain death if their healing was impaired.

Usually, when fighting an opponent, we will punch them in the stomach, claw at their skin and aim to dislocate or rip out a limb, but she had gone for their necks.

It was an unusual area to land the first hit; my mate was smart enough to go for it to eliminate any sparing possibilities because she knew she might not win if it came down to it.

I was indeed blessed.

Nothing beats fighting with wisdom.

Amelia had fought with wisdom under duress. I had another level of respect for her.

I heard Marcel cough, and I gently left Amelia, so she does not wake again.

I went to his side and smiled at him.

He frowned his face a bit, unsure of what was happening; then I saw the recollection of what transpired change his facial expression.

He sat up with difficulty, but it was quicker than he should have in his condition.

He looked around; landed his eyes on Avery, who was sleeping.

I saw worry cover his face, and I placed my hand on his shoulder.

"Calm down, Marcel. You were the cause of concern. I asked the doctor to sedate her so she would not worry that you haven't woken up yet. The baby is fine too. She is fine," I said, and he relaxed.

He looked at his hands and tried to work his neck.

"We survived," he said in disbelief, and I nodded.

"Amelia managed to kill two. The third one got away," I said proudly, and he looked at where she lay.