The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 261

~Leo~

I got ready for the meeting the next day. I was a bit tired because Amelia woke me up at night to discuss the meeting with the Sullivans.

She could not come because she was sleeping then, and no one was allowed to wake her.

I wished she was there, I knew she would have had plenty to say, but she wasn't, so I had to discuss the situation. She wasn't happy about it but understood she needed the rest.

Contrary to what I thought, Amelia trusted the Sullivans and had her reasons for it.

She said it was normal for them to want to protect their daughter and her mate.

I could see it from that angle, but Susan and Devin were yet to claim each other. I let the matter drop so I could sleep.

The night's discussion had messed up my sleep, and now that I was getting ready for my trip to Hayland, I was feeling the effect.

I left the room and headed to the kitchen to drink coffee.

To my surprise, the men were there making sandwiches.

I remembered the darn bet we lost and grumbled. I was hoping to eat something nice for a change.

"Can't we just do something spontaneous and cancel this bet? We ate sandwiches three times yesterday. I love Amelia's sandwich recipes, but I am tired," I said, and Sylvester laughed and showed me a cookbook.

"We plan to take it up a notch today." He said with his messy apron.

I looked at Kyle and Max, who seemed the least interested in what was going on in the kitchen.

"I will eat with the staff," Kyle said, and Sylvester forbade him.

"We had a bet, and we lost. We cook and eat. That was the deal. We have to be men of our word," He said, and Max grumbled.

Sylvester putting it that way, had backed them into a corner. They weren't men of their word; that was how they lost a lot, to begin with. It was a silent jab, and we all knew it, so when everyone started laughing, I could not help but join in.

"Time to turn a new leaf, guys," Dominic said, elaborating on the matter, and Kyle placed his head on the table, grumbling.

The food was plated on the table, and to our surprise, the women had a different breakfast from us. It was mouth-watering too.

They had baked potatoes, Danish pastries, juice, smoked sausages, baked beans, fruit salad, toast, salad and different types of dressing.

"We had a deal," Sylvester grumbled while Tamia ate the spread.

"Yes, we did, my darling husband, but as I stated, we do not have to eat what you prepare. Besides, we can only eat so many sandwiches," She said. Looking at the sandwiches we made. They looked great this time, but everyone was tired of them.

"Leo, Devin, Theodore and Clay can join us because they have a meeting to attend, and a full and satisfied stomach is required for it, but the rest of you must finish the bet. Be men of your word," She said, and all the men started laughing, including Kyle and Max, because she had said the same exact words that Sylvester had said to Kyle in the kitchen.

I ate some of the food, and soon, the others joined in. The women allowed it because the spread was much, but we still had to cook for the rest of the week. I was grateful for the meeting because I would miss a day of bad food.

Soon it was time for us to leave, and the Kappa that would drive us brought the van to the front.

We left for the meeting.

I noticed Devin and Clay were super excited, and I wondered what was special about this meeting.

Theodore seemed indifferent but very confident.

The drive to Hayland was about two hours on the express road. We had to be extra careful in case we were ambushed or something. I didn't want any surprises. We had no Nitric gas or masks. We were taking a considerable risk, and I hoped it would be worth it.

We arrived in Hayland peacefully but could not rest until we were out of the place. We had to avoid Alpha Gordon because he was a foe.

We could not tell him that Erik was in town, especially after learning that Erik was on Yuri's personal hit list.

I decided to call the number my father had given me to inform Erik that I was around.

The line rang a couple of times before it was answered.

"Hello," A deep, masculine voice answered with confidence.

"This is Leonardo Albert; I am in Hayland," I said, going straight to the point because it did seem like the person on the line had time for pleasantries.

"Come to Vision route. There is an abandoned warehouse by a dead gas station called Fill It. Once you get there, walk into the warehouse. Someone will join you. How many are you?" He asked, and I did not know if giving him our real number would be wise. We honestly had nothing to lose, so I told him our number.

"I see you came with the calvary. No surprises, Albert," he said and hung up.

He did not seem like a nice dude.

I began to suspect I had come with the wrong crew. David would have been best to liven him up. I guess our humour and confidence would have to do.

We ensured we weren't followed while driving through until we reached the Gas station.

It was a dead, run-down dump, and I wondered who the owner was.

The warehouse was there. It was a run-down building with part of the roofings gone.

I wondered if Erik was living in the place. We found a place to hide our van in the woods and went to the warehouse. We were extra careful to ensure we weren't being watched.

We entered the warehouse, and it was empty.

I wondered if we had been played.

I could smell and feel our tension, but we were calm and silent. Clay was growling, and I knew his wolf was on standby.