The Dark Side Of Fate
49 To Brighton

~Tamia~

"Your skin is so sensitive, Tamia; it feels like I am learning your body all over again,” Sylvester linked me, eating me up.

I grabbed onto his hair tightly and writhed.

I felt my orgasm coming, and I couldn't control it. Everything was going straight to my head, and my skin was burning.

"Sylvester..." I moaned, and my body climaxed.

"I want to see your green eyes, Tamia," he said and placed himself into me.

He knew I was sensitive, so he was gentle.

"So warm, so soft, so wet,” He moaned and started pumping, hitting the right spots. My body felt so different, and I loved it.

I watched his teeth elongate, and his eyes turn black. Knight was in charge, and he increased his speed.

"Mine," He growled his famous words. Owning me with every pump, my body responded strongly. Taking it all and wanting more.

It got into my head, and I could no longer keep eye contact, feeling my orgasm coming.

I grabbed him, digging my nails into his skin, wanting everything he was ready to give and all of him.

"I am coming,” I moaned, unable to control my need anymore and shattered all over.

Knight pumped through my orgasm, making me feel like I had an out-of-body experience. If too much pleasure could kill, this would have been my death because he kept pumping, and I kept coming.

Every sense was heightened. Everything amplified. It had never felt this good, and I knew I would be wet every time I thought of this and would find myself running back to him.

He growled and poured into me. My pussy milked him for everything I could get. I felt his hands shake. He could no longer support his weight with it, and he gently lay on top of me to catch his breath.

I wrapped my arms around him and rubbed his back gently. Satisfied and glowing. Sylvester understood my body.

Soon he rolled off me to lie on the bed. Then I turned to the side to look at him. He smiled at me and then touched the tip of my nose gently.

"You know I do not want you in Brighton, but you are too stubborn.” He said, and we both laughed. "You do not have to solve the mystery, green-eyes. Just come home in three days," he said, and I smiled and nodded.

"It will feel like an eternity for me here. Not seeing you or being with you for three days would be torture. Please do not let it linger,” He pleaded, and I kissed him to assure him he had nothing to worry about.

He held me all through the night, and soon morning came.

Sylvester made love to me in the shower. We got dressed, and we were famished. So hungry that I felt like biting something. He laughed at my hunger, and we went to the breakfast room.

We walked past Stephanie's room, and I felt a chill down my spine.

The woman's absence and silence troubled me, but Sylvester did not think much of it, so I did not want to bring it up or take any measures, so he won't think I was against his mother. I could only be lucky where she was concerned so many times. She was his mother, after all, and I know he loved her, regardless of her behaviour.

Everyone was in the lounge, and I noticed only Avery was dressed. Linda wasn't dressed, and she did not seem happy.

I sat down and started dishing my food. At the same time, I greeted them individually with the utmost respect a hungry, freshly fucked woman could manage.

"You are really hungry," Avery said and giggled.

"Alpha must have drained you," she teased, and we both laughed, but Linda did not join in. She was upset.

"What is with her?" I linked Avery, and she stopped laughing.

"Theodore said no. He said he would not allow her to travel to Brighton in her condition." she linked me back, and I felt sorry for her, but I could understand his reasons. She was at a delicate stage. She needed to be careful.

Linda was so angry that her mood affected everyone except my tummy. I ate the tarts, croissants, sandwiches. I sampled everything to eat on the table, and Sylvester was surprised.

"I believe they have good food in Brighton, Green eyes,” He said, and everyone laughed, including myself.

I felt terrible for Linda, but Theodore had a point: she was carrying his child, and we did not know what kind of stress we would experience in Brighton.

"You will use the jet," Sylvester said, and I knew if I declined, he would insist. My intention was to arrive there covertly, but it seemed that would not be possible. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"There will be a chauffeur in Gad that will drive you to Brighton. The shadow warriors will be with you, but you won't see them. They are good at hiding and trailing people, which is why they are called shadow warriors. I have instructed them to only interfere when your lives are in danger," he said, and I nodded.

As much as I wanted to tell him it wasn't necessary, I knew those were his conditions.

We got ready to leave, and Sylvester and Marcel decided to drive us to the hangar.

It was a covert mission, so no one was there except the pilot. Avery and I got into the jet.

We landed in Gad an hour later, and I realised the distance would have been torture if we had to drive through. The nausea was terrible, but I kept it together.

True to Sylvester's words, a driver was waiting for us at the airport in Gad, and we proceeded to Brighton.

As we drove through, I realised Gad was a big city. I also saw a lot of electronic billboards paying homage to Sylvester. I honestly thought the west hated the Volkovs.

"These people seem to love Lord Volkov," I said aloud, not wanting to call Sylvester by his name. "Yes, Luna. Lord Sylvester was the one that brought development to Gad. It wasn't different from Brighton. Where others pushed back, the people of Gad welcomed him, and this was the result. There are other parts of the west like this. After the development of Gad, people accepted him, and he has been working hard ever since. The west is grateful to be under his lordship.” Denis, the Chauffeur, said, and I hoped my work would be easy.

The drive was long, and I threw up twice during the journey.

When we got to Brighton, I could see the difference. It was indeed underdeveloped.

We were taken to a small hotel. It had only twenty rooms, and Avery and I decided to share.

I knew we would have to visit the Alpha, but I wanted to rest before I proceeded. I had seen the destruction the attack caused, and it broke my heart.

"How are you feeling?" Avery asked, handing me a glass of water. I sat on the bed in our room. The air conditioning was on, but I was sweating. I knew I needed to tell someone the truth.

I collected the bottle of water from her and drank the content.

She sat next to me and rubbed my back gently.

"After I threw up that day, I haven't been feeling good,” I confessed.

"Does Sylvester know?" She asked, rubbing my back, and I shook my head.

"If I told him, he wouldn't let me come, and you know how important it is for us to do this ourselves,” I said, and she nodded.

"Marcel knows if they come here, the people would attack. He felt we should have left the council to handle it," She said, and I rolled my eyes.

"Not when the perpetrators are nameless and faceless. We are the only people who can protect their reputation and ensure peace,” I told her and further explained what we had learned from the enforcer. She was in shock.

"Poor Dominic. I know he is a douchebag, but he did not deserve that humiliation. I can understand Stephanie's grudge. Where is she, by the way?" Avery asked, and my stomach churned.

"I believe she is part of the reason I am ill, Ave," I said, and my friend frowned.

"That woman has it in for me. I know Sylvester loves me and will always side with me, but I do not want to deal with unnecessary stress, and I am afraid of the extent of the damage she might cost. I also would not want her and Sylvester to be estranged.” I confessed feeling emotional about it, and she hugged me.

I let my tears fall freely, realising I had been holding so much in with no outlet. I didn't want Sylvester to know it bothered me because he had a lot on his plate.

"What about Larry?" She asked, and the thought of Larry made me giggle. I wiped away my tears, laughing.

"Sylvester knows he is innocent but wants to keep him a while longer," I said, and she laughed.

"I must agree with him on that one. The old man is obnoxious," She said, and we giggled.

We ordered lunch and then prepared to visit Alpha Jake Brighton. I was nervous about meeting him, but I was hopeful

Denis took us to the Alpha's house. A blonde-haired woman about twenty years old let us in. The Alpha lived comfortably, and I was glad his home wasn't destroyed.

Avery and I sat on the couch in the living room, and soon Alpha Jake joined us. He wasn't smiling and came to sit down.

"To what do I owe this visit, Luna Albert?" He asked, and I wished he wouldn't call me that.

"Just call me Tamia. I am yet to wed the lord, and I no longer bear Leonardo Albert's mark." I said with a smile, and he nodded.

"So he sent his woman," he said, referring to Sylvester.

"He wanted to come himself, but I insisted I come in his stead,” I said, and he looked away and cursed under his breath.

"Alpha Brighton, Lord Volkov had no hand in this," I said, and he stood up. His hands were shaking, and his mouth was quivering.

"His father took my wife and sister, and now he sent his men to kill my people,” He said, and I could understand his pain.

"We are trying to get to the bottom of the issue, Alpha. We are trying to fix the problem. Someone is working against Sylvester to force him to lose favour and step down. Please Alpha. If this person succeeds, judging by their methods, the four regions would not have it easy,” I said, and he shook his head.

"Alpha Corrigan's region is secured. Nothing can happen to the south. I will just go and live there with my people," he said, and I nodded.

"There is no place like home, Alpha,” I said, and he shook his head.

"What do you want, Lady Tamia?" He asked me, and I was about to speak when I felt like throwing up. Avery noticed immediately and asked for their bathroom.

We returned to the living room, and Alpha Jake looked worried.

"You do not seem well. Why will he send you or even let you come?" He said, and I shook my head immediately.

"He didn't, I insisted,” I managed, and then he sighed

"I must commend your effort, Luna. Your ex-husband told me the same thing. Let us say that is the case; how can we protect ourselves?” He asked, and I was amazed by his switch but knowing Leo had spoken to him already made me realise he believed Leo but just wanted to hold on to his grudge.

"You can call the Alpha, Beta or Gamma directly to confirm anything henceforth. To show our goodwill, the lord will be footing development projects in Brighton to fix the damage and improve the living standard of the people,” I said, and the man was grinning from ear to ear.

My words must be like music to his ears, and I was glad to put his mind at ease.

"Do you know the name of the enforcer that brought the tax order and led the attack on Brighton?" I asked, and he smiled.

"Councilwoman Pamela sent the tax increment order, but as for the Kappa that attacked, he said he was from Lord Volkov. He told us who sent him before they did their deed," he explained.

"Did you get his name?" I asked, and he shook his head.

"But I can recognise his face," He said, and that was good enough for me.

"I will be hosting a small luncheon at the Volkov Estate in a few weeks. I am personally inviting you to come and secretly identify the bastard by looking through the pictures of every kappa warrior that belongs to the north. Do you think it is something you can do?" I asked, and he nodded.

"I would like you to attend a Brighton festival tomorrow night. Some alphas will be in attendance. Kindly have your driver move your belongings to my home. It is wrong to have my future luna, Lady of the north, staying in a hotel. I must say, I see why Lord Volkov chose you," He said, as much as I wanted to decline and just leave in the morning. I knew it would be rude and spoil the little progress I had made with the man, so I obliged him.

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