The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 262

~Leo~

I knew it wasn't a good idea to eat with Erik, but I also knew it would be rude to refuse his hospitality, and since we had come for his help, we had to be on our best behaviour so we did not piss him off.

The man looked pretty weird, and his features were unexpected. His different eye colours made him look as if he were blind in one and could see with only the blue one. Other than him looking like a mad scientist, the man did not seem dangerous at all. Nothing like Andrew had expressed. I could see why my father rebuked Andrew's words as a rambling of an aggrieved child. It was, indeed.

I looked at Theodore and saw him contemplating the comfort too. Too bad neither of us belonged to the same pack; we could not link each other.

"Erhmm", Erik cleared his throat, drawing our attention back to him, and I wondered what he wanted.

"I am glad we had that talk, but that brings me to my desires," he said, and I frowned, wondering what he meant by his desires.

He took out a syringe and placed it on the table. Seeing a syringe with someone like him was scary, especially knowing he ran experiments on people. He composed himself to speak while we tried not to act spooked.

"I would first like to apologise for trying to forcefully take you from your pack. I did not ask them to extract you, but they got overzealous," He said, and my eyes bulged. He confessed to being responsible for the attack that happened in my woods.

"They almost killed me!" I exclaimed.

"As I said, they were being overzealous, and I am grateful they didn't," he said casually as if it were nothing. I began to suspect the man was just as unstable as the rumours implied.

"Anyway, since you are here, I want to believe you hold no grudge and we can be friends," He said, and it was a very odd way to apologise, so I just stared at him.

"I do not know if you have heard anything, but I am sure you know you have both Stepanov and Volkov genes," He said, and I nodded.

"I would like to run some tests on you. I mean, on your blood samples." He said and corrected himself immediately, knowing how the first sentence sounded.

"The Albert line is the only Bloodline with Stepanov genes that could still produce alphas and mighty ones at that. I want to see why. I just need a blood sample. I promise I won't harm you," He said, rushing through his words so I do not interrupt him; I did not know what to say. Knowing we needed him did not leave me any choice.

"If I give you the blood sample, you won't ask something else of me again?" I asked, and he nodded.

"I want to study you, Leo. I won't ask anything of you again, except if I am alive and your heir with Amelia Westwood happens to be an Alpha, then that would be a good study," he said with a glow in his eyes that let me know he would move to take blood samples of my children if he is still alive when they grow up.

One thing I had to give the man was that he did not bother to hide his emotions and intentions, which was a good trait on his part. He would be an easy man to deal with.

"Very well," I said, and he beamed at me; then he put away the syringe he placed on the table and brought out one with a larger container.

"hey!" I exclaimed, and everyone except Erik and me started laughing.

"What? It's just a little bigger than the one I presented," Erik said, pretending he had not just deceived me.

"You deceived me. You plan on taking a lot," I complained, and he sighed.

"Had I shown you this one, you wouldn't have agreed. It is not a big deal. You will eat and drink water, and the blood will be replaced. I will even give you an iron supplement for free. Mine works like magic," He said with a creepy grin, and I looked at my friends and soon-to-be inlaw. They nodded and told me to go ahead.

Erik grinned and led me to a chair. He did not use the syringe; instead, someone brought a plastic adapter, a hypodermic needle and a vacuum tube.

Erik used the needle to collect my blood in a bag. It took about fifteen minutes for him to get a quarter of the bag. Then he took it out, labelled the bag, and asked a lady dressed like a nurse to store it in their bank. I wondered what they were doing in the lab.

"Well, that is it," Erik said, smiling at me and leading us out of his office.

"Sometimes asking just makes it easy," He said with a grin while he stood by the door as we walked out of his office.

"Be assured that I will not trouble you anymore," He said when Clay stepped out of his office.

Erik led us to another room with a table with six chairs and food on it.