Fate's Dark Side Chapter 608

~Leo~

We left for the airport the moment I hung up. I did not want Amelia to know where we were going, so I told her I wanted to show Clay and Andrew the place. They, too, did not want her to join us, so they supported the lie.

We entered the van and headed for the city airport.

We arrived there on time because Sylvester's plane had just landed.

They had secretly flown in with a commercial airline. They were the only passengers on the plane, but we made it seem like plenty of people were on it. It was to hide their identities.

No one knew it was them other than the airline owners, and it was wise to limit the information the way they did. It would be suitable for their safety. There wouldn't be an attack if no one knew of their arrival.

I told Andrew that coming there was unnecessary, but he told me we could not be too careful because of the number of informants the cult has out there.

I could understand his need to be extra cautious. He knew the enemy better than I did, and he was part of them, but I did not trust him, so I decided I won't let him near my guests.

We waited until they exited the VIP arrival. The area was cleared for them by my orders so that no one would see them.

Sylvester walked out in a hat and face mask, followed by Marcel, Theodore, Dominic, Vino, and David. I wasn't happy to see Vino, but he was part of the bunch.

Sylvester shook my hand and hugged me; likewise, Marcel and Theodore, Dominic and David. I was civil enough to shake Vino's hands.

"Who are these?" Sylvester asked me, looking at Clay and Andrew.

"My In-laws and your relative," I said, but he already knew. They all did. The Stepanovs had a peculiar look.

Sylvester took off his face mask to look at them properly. He was stunned; they all were, but they composed themselves immediately. I should have told Sylvester the Stepanovs were around, but I wasn't expecting to come to the airport with them. I will apologise later. Hopefully, he wasn't mad.

"He looks like Amelia," he said, pointing at Clay, and Clay greeted him respectfully as a subject should greet a king.

Sylvester extended a handshake and hugged him enthusiastically. I suspected the guy was happy to see his long-lost relative. He did the same with Andrew even though he did not know who Andrew was. Looking at them now, I realised that the Volkovs and Stepanovs had a striking resemblance.

Other than the moon-coloured eyes and white hair, they looked similar. The others greeted them, and then the women came out.

Tamia, Avery, Linda, Katya, Nicole, and to my surprise, I saw Dr. Claudia. So she did not reject Vino. What a lucky bastard. The ladies were ushered into one of our bulletproof vans while we entered the second van.

It had to be that way so that if we get attacked, and silver is pumped into the air, it wouldn't affect those in the vans. Clay and Andrew sat by the doors so they could exit the van and defend us if we found ourselves under attack.

"A lot of security; any issues we should be worried about?" Sylvester asked me calmly, and I nodded.

There was no point hiding what I knew.

"They have informants everywhere, and this is the best way to be double sure. We can't afford to get blindsided twice," I said, and Theo laughed. He understood what I meant.

The attack in the north had stayed with me. The impossibility of defending ourselves against those things had stayed with me. It was a huge comfort to have Clay and Andrew with us. I just hoped we could trust them.

Theodore and Marcel were excited about the visit. They didn't hide it.

"Linda can't wait to see Amelia. I was hoping she would be here," Theo said, and I smiled.

"I wanted it to be a surprise," I confessed, and he nodded, realising she missed them just as much.

"Are we staying in your bungalow?" Theo asked me, and I shook my head.

"How will I fit everyone there?" I asked, and he laughed.

They seemed happy to be in the East.

They needed the change of scenery. Their jobs were tedious and confining. This was a breath of fresh air and an exciting adventure for them. I could see the eagerness in their eyes. I hoped they would still be smiling when they found out everything.

"Who did you leave in charge?" I asked them, and they looked at Sylvester.

"My mother and uncle Lucas. I told him we would send for him when he is needed," Sylvester said, and the way he said it meant he wouldn't be sending for him any time soon.

"He will still come and leave Aunt Stephanie to handle business," Marcel said, knowing his father would not listen to Sylvester; we all laughed.

We were still discussing when our convoy was attacked.

Things were shot at the van. I did not need anyone to tell me it was arrows. I linked the Kappas driving the women and ordered them to escape with the women while we kept the attackers occupied.

Sylvester and the others wanted to join in, and I stopped them immediately.

"Wait in here. Only come out when we say the air is clear of silver," Clay said, gearing up for a fight.

We watched them through the window as they came out and shifted. Clay's wolf was white like Amelia's. Andrew's wolf was moonlight grey. They were weird colours. Grey wolves came at them, and the fight began. There were twelve altogether, and I knew they couldn't beat them alone.