Fate's Dark Side Chapter 818

Under the warm water, I held her close, allowing it to wash away the remnants of the battle in Gad. It felt good to be home, to have her in my arms, and to anticipate a future filled with happiness.

We stayed there until the hot water ran out, reluctantly leaving the embrace of the shower. As I entered the room, my phone ceased ringing. I hurriedly picked it up and noticed eight missed calls from Casper. My heart clenched, fearing the worst. I tried to steady my trembling hands before dialling his number.

Amelia, slipping into her nightdress, asked, "Who was it?"

"Casper," I replied, holding the phone to my ear, and she widened her eyes. She shared my worry, but knowing was better than being left in uncertainty.

Casper answered on the first ring. "Alpha!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement.

"Yes," I replied, my worry still palpable.

"They knew we were coming, but we won!" he exclaimed, and a heavy weight lifted from my chest. Relief flooded over me, engulfing me like a warm embrace.

"They rigged the forest with silver dust bombs. We suffered some casualties, but none of the alphas who joined us were lost. The Agk32 was a tremendous help, granting us immunity and empowering us with the strength and speed required to face those abominations. I apologise for my previous choice of words," he quickly added, and I didn't take offence. After all, he was right. Any Stepanov aligned with Yuri was nothing short of an abomination, misusing their abilities.

"Max dealt with Ilya in the forest. That coward tried to escape, but Max pursued him and finished him off. Kyle took care of Gaines too. The South has been liberated. All the treacherous Alphas have been apprehended, and Max and Kyle have decided to load them onto a plane and send them north for trial since Devin is there," Casper shared. Tears of relief and joy welled up in my eyes, and I fought to hold them back. I was alone with my mate, and it was okay to show my emotions, to let the relief wash over me.

"May I speak with Max and Kyle?" I requested, and Casper chuckled. "Max is right here," he said, passing the phone to Max.

"Leo, you're on speaker!" Max announced cheerfully, and I couldn't help but laugh heartily.

"Leo, how did things go on your end?" Kyle chimed in, and my laughter continued.

"We triumphed over that bastard. He knew we were coming, but the alphas of Gad and the Stepanov families rallied to our aid. Even his own men turned against him in the end. Yuri is currently locked up, awaiting trial. How about you?" I inquired, joy coursing through my veins.

"The cowards fled into the forest when they realised they were losing. Kyle and I split up and dealt with our opponents. It came down to killing them; we couldn't let those assholes live," Max replied, and I chuckled.

"So, I'll see you this afternoon, then?" I suggested, knowing they were likely to fly in with the captured traitors.

"You bet, Leo. We won't let you have all the fun. How are the women?" Kyle asked, and I knew he was referring to Linda.

"They're all safe. Yuri sent men to the estate, but they were prepared. You know, the women are formidable fighters. They took out their anger and frustration on the enemy with their wolves," I recounted, glancing at Amelia. She scowled and playfully smacked my hand while Max and Kyle erupted in laughter on the other end of the line.

"Come home soon, Alpha!" a distant voice called out over the phone amidst the laughter.

"That's Alpha Gregory and the others. They had quite the adventure in the battle. It wasn't easy, but we survived. Pass on our gratitude to Erik for his concoction; it served us well. Ilya was so twisted that he booby-trapped the forest with silver dust bombs, knowing his own alphas were susceptible to silver. He planned to kill everyone, including the traitorous Southern alphas. It's a shame there won't be a chance for redemption," Max expressed, a tinge of annoyance evident in his voice. I knew Sylvester wouldn't show mercy to the traitors.

"Very well, then. I'll see you in daylight," I confirmed, and we bid each other farewell. Ending the call, I turned to Amelia with a wide grin, and she rushed into my arms, hugging me tightly.

"It's a complete victory!" she exclaimed with a squeal of joy. I held her close, then broke the embrace to kiss her passionately. Fatigue may have weighed heavily on me, but my heart overflowed with gratitude for the victories on our side. She was with me, my friend was alive, and we emerged triumphant. It would be a long morning for both of us, as I intended to worship her body and express my gratitude for the wins we had achieved.