The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 220

~Leo~

What Devin told me left me baffled.

I did not know what to do. If it was as serious as he described, it was only fair to involve the king. We could not deal with this bastard independently and were not genetically or physically equipped to push back.

After speaking to Devin, I took out my phone and called Alexei.

He was the only one I could talk to about this, and hopefully, I could get to meet Clay, and he could elaborate since he was in the southern region.

Amelia was overseeing the packhouse preparation for the arrival of our guests.

The place was too big and ostentatious for our liking, but it was a much-needed space at the moment.

Kyle and Max were helping her with the gym and training rooms. I was glad she was getting along with the alphas. It would make my life easier.

Alexei answered after a couple of rings, and I sighed with relief. I was getting worried when he did not answer the call immediately.

"Alpha Leo," he said, almost out of breath.

"I'm sorry I was training." He said, apologising, and I could not believe the extent of his humility.

He was hard to hate once you started knowing him.

"Have you spoken to your brother?" I asked him, and he paused a bit before answering.

"Not at all. Is there an issue?" He asked me, sounding worried.

"I just want to know the situation in the south. Devin just informed me that an entire settlement was wiped out by what I believe to be the Stepanov cult. They did not leave anyone. According to him, they wanted the land and asked the people to leave, but the Alpha there refused, and his refusal caused them to pump silver into the air, killing the people in the process." I said, and I heard him gasp.

"An entire settlement?!" he exclaimed.

"I can't wrap my head around it either," I confessed, and he was silent.

"It doesn't make sense why they would want to do that. The land is useless without the people. They were looking for people to lead," Alexei finally said, and I did not know how to respond.

For people that seemed to want to rule us, this was a pretty stupid move unless there was a good reason behind their behaviour that we were yet to find out.

"I wonder why Clay did not inform me of this," Alexei said, and I was silent. The question wasn't meant for me to answer.

"Do you mind if I call my brother and get back to you?" he asked, and I sighed.

"Not at all. Any insight into the matter would be great," I said, and he sighed.

"Andrew is on his way to me right now. He sounded hysterical when we spoke. I hope it had nothing to do with the southern attack. I will call Clay and get back to you. He is likely to know more," He said, and I thanked him and hung up.

I sat on my couch in the living room, raking my mind for ideas.

These people were beyond us.

They were enhanced, and they were strong.

They were also motivated and had nothing to lose.

They were not good enemies to have. We stood no chance in one-on-one combat with them. We did not stand a chance at all, and they knew it hence why they were emboldened.

I did not understand why they would come out now.

They had all these abilities, speed and skill; why did they not attack Maurice? Why try to use Larry twice? The second time around, they tried to mess Sylvester up politically. They did not come out until now.

What had changed?

I needed to find out what had shifted that made them either emboldened or desperate. It was one of the two.

These people were out of the shadows.

I took out my phone and decided to call Sylvester. I would have called Tamia instead, but I chose to speak to her husband this time around. Knowing they would soon be coming the east, I needed to inform them of the incident so they could be on guard.

The cult was moving, and it was time for us to devise a solid plan that would remain between us.

We do not need to trust anyone with it. We just needed a plan that was likely to work.

I dialled Sylvester's number, and he answered immediately.

"Leo!" Sylvester said, sounding jovial on the phone. It baffled me that what I had to say would spoil his happy mood. It wasn't my fault. It was just the way things were.

"When are you all coming to the east?" I asked, and he laughed.

"Eager to see us?" he said, thinking I was anxious about their arrival. I did not know how to put it to him, but I had to find a way.