The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman

154 Taking The South

~Max~

There were two fair-haired men in front of the group of warriors we found at the clearing.

I could recognise Ilya among the men because I had seen him on the news but did not know the other. I figured he was Gaines.

"I see Leonardo sent his lackeys. Typical of the Volkovs to send others to die in their stead," Gaines said, and I said nothing.

The moon lit the night beautifully so I could see them without its light.

I wondered why they bothered to turn off the lights, but I guess they had their reasons. Valid or not, they must have been strong reasons.

I saw Luckman by Ilya's side, and even though it seemed like he was with them, I knew the truth.

"Why risk your lives for something that does not belong to you, something you won't benefits from? If truly Corrigan cared for his people, he would lead your charge," Ilya said, sounding bored.

I could see some southern alphas I planned to kill agree with the bastard. They had betrayed their leader and pushed him to be at the mercy of the leader of another region. They ought to be ashamed of themselves.

"Bloody traitors," I heard Kyle say, and I knew he was referring to the southern Alphas that stood with the Stepanovs.

"We stood by Leonardo. That was why they could not get into the East. You opened yourselves up for invasion.

Do you think you will be treated fairly in a Stepanov world?

They believe they are better than the rest of us.

What do you think will happen if they realise their dreams?

You all will be slaves.

You all aren't safe if they can sacrifice people in their clan for their goals. You are all stupid," Kyle said, and one of the alphas laughed.

"Speak for yourself. You are an Alpah without a pack. How does that make you feel?" the man said, and Kyle laughed.

"I guess you have been away from reality for a while now. I got my pack back," Kyle said, laughing at him, and it wasn't far from the truth.

Yuri had no presence in the East. We had unified and driven him out entirely.

"Well, the world would be ours once the Falls in Gad tonight. It is a pity you won't be alive to share in it," Ilya said, and I looked at Lukman, who seemed worried. It was as if he was trying to tell us something but couldn't dare it. His countenance made me uneasy.

I honestly thought the battle in Gad would occur the following day. If it would happen tonight and they knew Sylvester was in Gad, then our people won't have the element of surprise. I could not let their words destabilise me, so I let it go as if it were nothing.

"Everyone has their battle, and this is ours," Kyle said, and it was a good comeback.

Ilya looked to his left and then to his right.

He did not need to speak; he wanted us to see his might. They were plenty. Well, over four hundred.

We were just three hundred people, so we would be at a disadvantage, except if really the AgK32 would give us some of their abilities, then it would be an even fight. We also had the darts that might help us half their number.

"I will advise you to surrender. I am sure Yuri will find something great for all of you," Gaines said boastfully, believing they had already won the battle, and most of the eastern alphas I was with began to laugh.

"Pride comes before fall. I can see you plan to fall tonight," Casper said to Ilya, and Ilya laughed.

I wondered why they had not engaged yet.

Why were we having this conversation when they already knew we were coming? Something wasn't right.

I could sense they were buying time, but I did not know what for.

Not wanting to find out, I managed to link as many people as possible to aim our guns and fire because, judging by the proximity, I knew we couldn't use our guns for long before they ram into us in their wolf forms.

The darts began to fly, and Lukman broke away from their formation to join us.

"Bombs in the woods behind you!" he yelled, and that was when I realised it, but it was too late because the first one went off.

I did not want to think of what we had lost, but It was time to shift and Fight.

Abandoning the guns, we leapt into the air and shifted.

The enemy began to run away from the place in their wolf forms. We gave chase.

Seeing how they moved, I knew they were not running from us. They were running from their bombs. What a stupid risk to take.

As we moved, I heard the bombs go off behind us and knew we must have arrived a bit earlier than anticipated because the bombs were timed. I knew we had lost people, but this wasn't the time to check.

I just hoped most of the people with us were alright.

We chased them, and as we moved, I felt the sprinkle of silver dust.

I realised they were running from the bombs that went off and sprinkled silver in the air. If that is the case, the casualty on our side won't be much.

They were running from the dust because it hindered them from shifting entirely.

Lukman fell beside me, and I growled at him, urging him to take cover. He did not have Agk32 in his system; he was at risk of dying.

Understanding me, he got up and began to run. The silver had forced him to shift to his human form, but I knew he would survive.

I felt a surge of energy come through. It was as if the silver had activated the AgK32 in my system. I had the primal desire to end them.

"I take Ilya; you take gains," I managed to link Kyle weakly, and I set my eyes on Illya.

We caught up with them in the opening. They had stopped running, so I guessed we were far from the bombs and silver.

I watched the white wolves move into the crowd to shield themselves, forcing us to tear through their warriors and other Alphas to get to them.

Some of the Alphas had returned to their human form, making them easy to kill. I guess the Stepanovs did not care about them because if they did, they wouldn't have sprayed silver dust in the air, knowing that the alphas with them weren't immune.

Or maybe the alphas did not move fast enough, but I doubt it.

Knowing what I know about Yuri, they would have eliminated the southern Alphas after achieving what they wanted; this just made getting rid of the traitors easy.

I did not waste my time on the alphas that could not shift. Devin will deal with them when he returns to take his position in the South.

I went for the Stepanov wolves, the grey and white wolves.

I tore off chunks of flesh with fur and was unapologetic about it.

I was destroying my enemies with every blow and bite.

The battle of claws and teeth, sputtering blood everywhere, drove a killing frenzy in the air.

I focused on the future I desired. A wife, children, family, pack and peace. I focused and fought for it. I moved swiftly and hoped none of my comrades would fall because we planned to celebrate our victory tonight.

The white wolves were fast and deadly, and I could see the reason why the Stepanovs were feared. Though Deltas, they were just as deadly as alphas.

I saw Kyle chase a wolf into the woods and knew it was Gaines.

With both Ilya and Gains dead, the battle will be over.

While I fought, I searched for Ilya's wolf and spotted him.

His fur was spotless; other wolves protected him.

How could they call this their revolution when they were unprepared to fight? I lunged towards them, and he sprinted towards the woods. The wolves protecting him tried to fight me, but Casper and Christopher's wolves lunged at them, giving me the opportunity to chase after Ilya.

I sprinted through the dense forest of Greenville, my senses heightened by the Agk32 serum.

The moon's eerie glow illuminated my path as I chased down the scent of Ilya. I had to catch him. Sparing his life will be a failure, and we could not afford that.

I thought of all they had done and what we had to endure because of them, and that gave me the push I needed to move.

Each breath I took carried a blend of anticipation and primal instinct, knowing that tonight's battle would determine our fate.

Suddenly, a rustle in the underbrush alerted me to the presence of my adversary, Ilya. He was hiding. He knew his time was up.

Ilya's scent grew stronger, mingling with the earthy musk of the forest. My muscles coiled, and I crouched low, my claws digging into the soft soil beneath me.

The white soulless Stepanov Wolf emerged from the shadows.

His snarling muzzle revealed rows of sharp, glistening fangs, and his eyes glowed with a menacing blue.

This was it; I knew I had to defeat him to secure peace in our world.

I did not care about Yuri or what might happen in the West because I knew Leo and the King wouldn't fail.

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I trusted that Leo and the others would end their adversaries in the West.

Without hesitation, I lunged forward, a growl rumbling deep in my chest. The clash of our bodies reverberated through the night as we engaged in a frenzied dance of teeth and claws. Each swipe and bite carried the weight of my determination, fueled by the primal need to establish dominance.

Our movements were a blur as we rolled, twisted, and fought for control.

The force of our impacts sent tremors through the forest floor, shattering branches and scattering leaves in our wake.

I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, heightening my strength and agility. I could feel hope.

Despite the intensity of our struggle, the moon's silvery light offered brief glimpses of my opponent's ferocious features. Blood dripped from my wounds, mingling with the wet earth, but the pain only fueled my resolve.

My every instinct screamed for victory, for survival.

With a final surge of strength, I managed to pin Ilya beneath me. My jaws clamped down on his exposed throat, a triumphant

snarl escaping my lips.

Ilya struggled beneath me, but my grip held firm. At that moment, I knew I had emerged victorious.

A profound sense of satisfaction washed over me as life faded from Ilya. I howled at the moon, my voice echoing through the night, proclaiming my victory.

Previous events and this battle were gruelling, pushing me to the limits of my physical and mental endurance. But I had emerged stronger, more connected to the primal forces that surged within me. And as I basked in the moon's glow, I knew victory was ours.

Kyle arrived limping. I could see that he, too, had defeated his enemy. I howled at the moon in gratitude. I could not wait to call Leo, tell him of our victory, and inform him that our world will always have one king.