The Dark Side Of Fate Chapter 568

"Erik doesn't care about things like that. The bastard believes the Stepanovs are superior," he said, and I could understand the Erik guy being a psycho.

Alexei just indirectly told me that Erik would disregard my claim.

I wanted to see him try.

I do not mind cheating to kill the bastard. But no Northern royalty will take the woman I love from me. Sylvester took Tamia, and now the moon has blessed me with Amelia. I will die first.

"So what is the deal now?" I asked him, wanting to know his angle and take in this.

"I do not know their plans and am still trying to figure it out. They snatched a lab technician and Amelia's blood sample to do goddess-knows-what.

Erik tends to deceive himself sometimes. He believes he is an Alchemist and that the talent is innate. I know he studied biochemistry, but I doubt he can pull off the level of expertise our ancestors pulled off.

He did not want anyone to know our secret, so they snatched the sample and technician, and both were burned to death at the western borders. The King is wasting his time searching for them," he said, and I was shocked.

Erik was evil.

I know their family's right was stolen, but this was extreme.

Looking at the entire thing, he wouldn't have been lord even if it had followed the natural order.

It would have been between Alexei and Clay. What was the guy's deal? Now I respected the Volkovs for only letting the person in the line of succession bear the last name.

It was to ensure family members don't get delusional.

If not, I doubt the Sidorovs, Balyeavs, and Orlovs would not have dragged the lordship and kingship with Sylvester.

Even Dominic, David, and Vino have assumed their positions and accepted that the crown belongs to Sylvester and maybe Liam in the future.

"Is there beating this Erik guy?" I asked Alexei, and I could see worry in his eyes.

"They are immune to silver. I am afraid there isn't. We can go to war with them, but everyone other than my siblings would have to find a way to protect their airways and skins from coming in contact with silver, or they would not stand a chance. We are faster and stronger, but we can only kill many of them before they overwhelm us.

I want to protect my sister and keep the borders safe to stop them from expanding, but they are getting bolder. As things are, it won't be long before they attack Clay and me and overrun the east and south if that is their plan.

Our cousin, Andrew, plans to join me in Hill Valley to seek asylum. I am sure he will tell us more when he arrives," He said, and I sighed because that was a good plan. I had plenty of questions for Andrew.

"Would you like a drink?" I asked him, and he smiled.

I pointed at my cabinet, and he got up to fix himself one.

I did not know if I should let him meet his sister, but I had to trust my instincts.

I watched him pour himself a glass of scotch.

There was peace about the guy that let me know I could trust him. Taking him to my house will be a bad idea because of Max. I would have to find a way to explain things to Max.

"What will you do when all this is over, and we survive by miracle because these folks are invincible?" I asked, and he laughed and took a gulp of his scotch.

"I plan on returning Hill Valley to Max. Alia and I will move back to the north. Hopefully, the King would reinstate my family's history and legacy, and we won't have to hide away.

However, even though one of us should be ruling, I can tell you Clay and I aren't interested in being King.

A lordship in the north is more than enough. We both want a quiet life. Sylvester can continue being King. The agreement between our great grandfathers was for lordship and not kingship.

As a Stepanov and a descendant of Adrian Stepanov, father to Adrik Stepanov, we have no claim to the kingship because we have no hand reinstating it," He said. His eyes showed he meant every word.

I could see why Alia fell in love with Alexei. He was a man of honour, and he did not seem the type to lie to himself.

If the other Stepanovs were like this, we would not have had any issues.

"Would you like to meet your sister?" I asked him, and he looked at me.

"I would love to, but I do not know if she would like to meet me," he said with worry in his eyes. Knowing my mate was easygoing, I knew he had nothing to worry about.