The Dark Side Of Fate Chapter 754

~Sylvester~

Leo's explanation made a lot of sense, and I was afraid and eager simultaneously.

I was afraid we might not be able to help Jake, but keen that Yuri would reach out to me.

It was about time he did so.

If there was anything I could read about his personality was that the man was very arrogant.

He must believe he had the upper hand for him to remain silent after all that had happened.

Not having any dealings with him also made me nervous.

What if Yuri was dead, and we were just dealing with an illusion?

He wasn't anywhere. No one seems to be able to point out his location. He was like a ghost.

What if he had been killed by someone somewhere, and maybe his child, was trying to realise his dream by all means? It was a wild guess, but anything could be possible with how everything was unfolding.

"You say they are on their way?" I asked Leo, and he nodded.

I could tell he was a bit stressed out. I would be too.

Too many things were happening around him. He needed a breather; we all did. I hoped we would get it soon because I was tired.

We waited for Erik in the hallway, and he joined us.

He still had his lab coat on. He must have been interrupted in the middle of something.

"Hope we did not interrupt a process?" I asked him, and he shook his head.

"Not at all, your majesty. Nelson is becoming a pro, you see. He is handling it effectively. The Agk32 is almost ready. I plan to start working on the improved version tonight. I am still studying Leo's genetic and DNA patterns to understand the code that enables him to retain his alpha capacity," He said, and I nodded.

I did not understand anything he was saying. My mind was muddled up with worry and uncertainties.

"That is great news. Worst case, we would use the old formula. Another rash would not be a deterrent for the cause," David said, and even though it was meant to be a joke, no one laughed. The situation was dire, and we all knew it.

I cleared my throat to get everyone's attention and then directed my words to Erik.

"Leo is of the notion that the poison was injected into Jake deliberately. We want to find out if Melvin created any poison for Yuri and what the antidote is," I said, and Erik understood.

"I was also thinking the same thing. Although we have administered AgK32 in his system, there might be a possibility that the By-product of AgK32 isn't the culprit here. It might be something else entirely. I am ready to run tests on Jake upon arrival, but I might not have the time required to solve the problem," he confessed, and I could hear the concern in his voice.

It was difficult for Erik to admit he couldn't do something.

"Okay, shall we question Melvin now since time isn't on our side?" David asked, and I nodded.

The earlier we get to the matter, the better.

We went to the deeper cells of the Estate. There wasn't anyone there. Tamia had forced me to stop locking people there. The prisoners were either in prison or released out of sympathy.

The Estate wasn't as populated as it once was. Even the trophies I got were mostly gone; some were married, while others chose to return to their packs. The few that remained were a fraction of the former number. Eventually, I would have to send them all away. Hopefully, they will fall in love and move on.

We reached the cell holding Melvin, and I ordered the Kappa to let us in.

It was dark. There was no light in the cell, nor was there a light in the hallway.

It was kept that way for a purpose.

Darkness and solitude could break a mind, and I planned to break Melvin and Ighor.

Marcel had done an excellent job upgrading the place.

Now they had a bed and a toilet.

It used to be a mattress and bucket, but we got generous.

Marcel sometime ago argued that we typically locked up suspects, so they should not be treated as convicted felons. Well, he was right, but this bastard, Melvin, wasn't a suspect. He was guilty of the crime he was locked up for. Lucky bastard.

The lights were turned on, and the dark place was illuminated immediately.

The bastard groaned.

I could see Bryce had done a number on him. He had bruises all over, and one eye was swollen shut. Bryce must have beat him up while he was in silver chains.

That was the only reason he was yet to heal from the beating.

I figured the beating wasn't the punishment. The pain of the beating was the punishment, and I liked Bryce's sense of humour.

Melvin was finding it difficult to open his eyes, and I decided to give him time for his free eye to adjust to the light.

"We don't have all day, traitor," Erik said with a tinge of rage. He, of all people, will understand the urgency of the matter.