The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 208

~Leo~

The news about the takeover of Kyle's pack left me speechless. Amelia and I returned to the house while she went to the room; I informed Max of what I had heard. Max was in shock.

"Who will defy the King's orders?" Max asked, knowing that Sylvester had put a temporary ban on alphas taking over other people's packs.

It was meant to be in place until we could prove that the two Alphas in question did not win through foul play as their opponents had accused them.

"Someone or people that do not feel they answer to Sylvester," I replied, and Max looked puzzled.

If what was said was true, we were in a deeper problem. If the attackers had no regard for the current order, then everyone was fair game.

"It could also be that kyle had aggravated someone. You know how he is," Max said, and it was a valid point, but who would be so aggrieved to the point of risking getting in trouble with the king? I shook my head, disagreeing with Max's deduction.

"I doubt that is the case," I told Max max.

Just then, Amelia walked out of the room wearing my t-shirt with short pants that I could bearly see because the shirt covered it. She looked worried too.

"Leo is right. Max," she said, which meant she was listening to our conversation.

And she headed to the fridge to get something to drink.

"I do not understand why he would come to this place after he had unfriended you," Amelia said, and though it was funny, none of us had the heart to laugh.

"I just hope he isn't bringing his problems with him," she added, and that was a valid point because Kyle was very vindictive and felt entitled hence why he ended up having issues with Linda and Theo.

"Let's see," I said with a sigh and sat on the couch, waiting for Kyle.

I honestly did not want to deal with his problems, but I was worried because whatever happened to him might spill to the rest of the region.

I had the urge to inform Sylvester, but I wanted to know precisely what happened before I spread the news.

Kyle arrived an hour later.

The knock was hysterical, which let me know it was him.

It was demanding and urgent.

Max stood up and went to open the door for Kyle.

I had deliberately locked my Always-opened door because I did not want people barging into my home anymore.

Kyle stepped in and was shirtless with shorts, which made me know that his wolf had brought him to my pack.

Anything that would make Kyle run to my pack in wolf form was severe.

His eyes were red, and it looked like he had been crying.

He refused to walk towards the sitting area and stood by the door. Max shut the door behind him and turned to face Kyle, who seemed he was contemplating what to say and do.

"So, what happened" I finally asked before Max could ask Kyle.

"They came in the night in multitudes. We did not have a fighting chance," he said, looking at Max.

"Like what you said happened with this Alexie guy. I think that was what happened to us. They pumped silver dust into the air. And we could not shift. We were busy trying to keep the poison from our lungs. It would be best if you had been there to see for yourself that I am not exaggerating," he said, tears streaming down his face.

"They killed most of the pack members," he said, weeping.

"I had done everything I could to keep my pack members. Everything, and they were loyal to the end," he said, and I needed him to calm down and tell me exactly what happened.

"Do you mind telling me what happened, Kyle?" I asked him, and he nodded quickly. Amelia brought him a bottle of cold water to help him relax.

"I need something strong," he said to her as if he was talking to my maid.

"Get it yourself, Kyle; I won't let you speak to my Luna like that," I warned him, and he looked stunned. He looked at Amelia and then at me.

"It's okay, Leo. I will get him a scotch. He needs it," Amelia said with a smile.

She had genuine concern in her eyes, and Kyle's behaviour did not get to her.

I was indeed blessed, but just because things rarely got to Amelia did not mean I would allow people to disrespect her. Anyone that messes with her would hear from me.

Amelia brought him the scotch and gently led him to sit on the couch.

Then she went to her old room and brought out a damp towel. She draped the wet towel over his shoulders, and I saw him relax.

Kyle looked at Amelia and smiled.

"Thank you, Luna," he said, and I wondered how she knew that would calm him down.