Fate's Dark Side Chapter 577

"How sure are you they can be trusted?' I asked my friend.

"I saw it in Alexei's eyes, Devin. He has no reason to lie. Other than that, they have never pumped silver into the air in a fight. Neither killed their opponents. We need to sit and talk about this. The king and lords are joining me in the east soon. I think you should come too. For now, staying away from Pridewood will be best to avoid aggravating the terrorists. This whole operation is bigger than we think, and we are caught in a family battle we aren't part of." Leo told me, and as wise as his idea sounded, I was mad. I did not want to be a sitting duck. I did not like trouble, so this was too much.

"Fine. I will visit the east in three days. Have a place prepared for me," I said.

"Amelia and I are moving to the packhouse in Mountain town to accommodate everyone. It has seventeen rooms so we will be fine. A room will be reserved for you. If you are bringing warriors or staff, let me know so I can prepare for them too," he said, and I realised we would be setting up a station in the east as we did in the north.

"Very well. But I can't stay away from the south for too long because of the activities happening here," I told Leo.

"Devin, our regions are in trouble because the Stepanovs that fled the north settled in the east and south. We will need all the help we can get," he said, and I sighed; so much for the much-needed rest and peace.

I said goodbye and hung up.

Lukman led me to where the survivors were.

My heart broke when I saw them. They were a bit above twenty, primarily women and children. Eyes swollen from tears, skin burned from silver, and I could just imagine the extent of the evil in the heart of the attackers.

They should have allowed the people to leave peacefully.

"Who saw what happened?" I asked, and a young, badly burnt boy stepped forward.

He was about seventeen. He was the one they gave the letter to give me. I was glad for his life.

The boy bowed his head, avoiding looking into my eyes and showing submission and respect. My heart was breaking at the sight of what had happened to the people, but I held it together.

"Alpha. They came and surrounded us. They looked weird. They asked us to leave the land by morning, but Alpha Michael provoked them. He did so against Beta Jack's warning. He told them he would not leave and asked the warriors to be ready to attack.

The man leading the intruders laughed at him.

He said if we wanted to die, we could stand by our Alpha, but if we wanted to live, we should run and hide because when they started, they would not stop.

It sounded like a joke until they started pumping silver dust in heavy quantities into the air.

We could not tell it was the real thing because it did not affect them, but we realised it was the real thing when it started to burn us.

People started running, trying to leave, but the men did not allow them. They partially shifted and backed them to the centre, where the Dust was more prominent.

That was when a few of us, farther from the centre, ran into our houses. The ones in the centre tried to run but were hit most with the silver; they couldn't make it, and some died before entering their houses. I hid in a shed far from the centre, observing the massacre." He said, and there was horror in his eyes.

"They waited everyone out. They waited until everyone was dead. They knew some of us had survived. They said they did not want anyone on this land again. Then one of the men pulled me out from where I hid and gave me this note." He said, showing me a piece of paper.

"It is addressed to you, Alpha," he said, and I took it from him.

I opened the letter to read it, and it was the scribbles of a mad arrogant man who believed he had already won the war before the battle began.

"Devin Corrigan, this is just an example of what will happen in the south if you choose to defy us. We have no issues with the people, but all ruling Alphas in the south must but obey our orders," it read, and my hand shook.

I was mad.

Why did trouble always come knocking?