The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[AWUOR]

"You must be out of your mind, pleading for the little fucking shit that suggested your fucking rejection!" Malika said angrily before she kicked Elodie in the ribs so hard, ignoring the crunching sound that came out.

Goddess, she hated Elodie so much.

"What?" Hawi asked, while Elodie just sighed defeatedly.

"Great. This is the report I have on Sicario today. The little bitch on the ground, was the one who fucking suggested to your stupid ass mate and your fucked up brother, the rejection. And you know what Old Sicario did?

"That haggard old piece of shit approved it. So yes, mistress, excuse me while I go calm down, because I might just kill her from the rage," Malika said angrily, before she stood at attention, while looking at Hawi, and made a ninety-degree bow to her.

With that, Malika walked away. Of course, Hawi knew that the protector wouldn't be gone far, but she needed Malika to calm down and that's why she didn't stop her this time.

Hawi knew Malika was dangerous and if she pointed Malika in Elodie's direction, then Elodie would be a gone case in the next ten minutes and not even an ash from her remains would have been found.

"So power really turns you on in the end, huh?" Hawi whispered as she conjured clothes or thin air and put them on her bloodied self.

That action itself made Elodie who was still on the ground, look at her former best friend, wondering what the fuck had happened to Hawi.

Elodie had so many questions and rightfully so because he had never seen someone look at Hawi like that. She had never seen someone who was more loyal to Hawi tha Elodie herself and that made her want to ask Hawi what the fuck had happened.

However, right now, she had broken ribs and couldn't even feel her face or legs. Malika had done a lot of damage to her and it was all so evident. But Hawi didn't care about the damages. What mattered to her was her answers.

Granted, she had never expected that she would be hunting for them this son but goddamn, this right here was an opportunity into the wild dark hole that was in Sicario. Maybe then she would be able to figure out what the fuck had happened, right?

"You know I wouldn't betray you like that," Elodie managed out and Hawi let out a chuckle. She couldn't believe that her best friend still thought that they knew each other.

Sure, Hawi had her suspicions, but with Malika's findings, it was hard to believe Elodie at the moment. All the evidence was pointing at her having shifted sides, and with the years that passed, Hawi was right to be skeptical about Elodie.

"Really? You do realize Malika is thorough in everything she does, no? She may be the pretty clueless Luna that Jer is having fun parading around, but she's the ultimate killing machine. My ultimate killing machine anyway.

"Malika wouldn't ever lie to me. That much I am sure of and can vouch with my life on it," Hawi said with conviction. She had every reason to trust Malika, because the woman was sworn to her life and Malika wouldn't betray her.

"She doesn't know me like you do. Also, you changed a lot, Awuor. You really did change," Elodie commented as she struggled to get up, but her bones weren't letting her the hit she had taken had forced her wolf into submission.

The only way Elodie was going to get up was if Hawi convinced Malika to release her, though with Malika relaxing somewhere in the woods, it wouldn't be soon.

"Do I know you, really? And everyone changes, Kane. I was accused of killing my mother and everyone believed it. No one pointed fingers at anyone. Or maybe it was because the evidence was well planted—"

"You think I don't know that? Do you think I don't know it was Jer and Dom who strangled Luna Eniola? That those two shits were the very reason I had to watch my best friend walk on fire? I was there, Awuor.

"I was there when they did it. I had gone to wake your mom up, because she had promised to teach me how to shoot with my left hand. And when I got there, I saw your brother and mate, dragging your unconscious self to the place they had murdered your mother.

"I didn't think I'd walk into that, but then your father showed up and threatened me against saying a word. If you had been me, what the fuck would you have done? I didn't have proof and I fucking needed time.

"Jer was already whoring around, and the only way to make sure you were no longer hurting every night, was your rejection. It was the only way I knew to minimize your pain. But I didn't think you'd die, Awuor.

"I didn't think that my suggestion would lead to you dying alone in the free lands. And when they announced your death, I was working on exposing them. I… I wanted to unmask them and show Sicario the kind of leaders the pack had.

"I was working on restoring your honor. Even when Jer married again, I was still working on it, and I was glad he had married a clueless woman, because she was supposed to be my way to the truth. Funny how that turned out.

"The night before the wedding we had an argument about how easy he had replaced you, and he told me it was the only way to keep the pack safe. I fucked up and I know it, but trust me sister, if I had to make the same decision all over again, I would have.

"I would still suggest your rejection, but I would never let you die out there. I wanted to find your body, but no one found your body, and I had hope of seeing you again. Call me crazy for thinking you were alive if everyone knew you were dead.

"—But I knew, and know that if the tables were turned, you wouldn't have left me out there. You'd have done everything to get my body," Elodie said angrily, as she forced herself to get up she ignored the cracking of her bones and the splitting headache she was experiencing.

She was done staying on the sidelines.

One thing about Elodie, was that she could handle accusations from everyone, but Elodie Kane refused to be on the side of betrayal for her best friend. But then that was what it looked like today, and Hawi wasn't wrong to not believe her too.

"Yeah right. Nice try, Kane. You do you. I must remind you, if you blow Malika's cover in Sicario, don't blame me for having the most efficient killing machine.

"Safe travels, Kane," Hawi said, biting back the tears that were forming in her eyes. She had always known that Elodie would never betray her.

It was something she had told Malika, and maybe that was why Malika felt like she had to show Hawi what kind of woman she trusted. Then again, that never changed the fact that Hawi had trusted Elodie.

"Awuor—" Elodie struggled to speak, but Hawi was done listening.

"Malika, you can come free and heal her. Please get her out of my sight and continue your mission in Sicario," Hawi said and Malika dematerialized a little too close to Elodie, making the woman shriek out in fear.

Of course, Hawi could see Malika all this while, but it was fun hearing Elodie shriek like that.

"Do I finally get permission to kill her, mistress?" Malika asked and Hawi let out a sad laugh.

"If ever the time comes, I'll aid you myself. But for now, you can erase her memories and send her back to Sicario after healing her. We wouldn't want a little bitch ruining our plans, yeah?" Hawi said in the coldest tone she could muster and Elodie let out a defeated whimper.

"Please, no, Awuor, please don't erase my memory of you."

"Take her away," Hawi said with a tone of finality and Malika created a portal, before going through.

However before the portal closed, Malika said something that got Hawi fucked.

"Good to see you, Rukiya. Hawi fucking smells like you, shit. Anyway, hurt her, and I'll burn down Greyson. Goodbye, Hawi's Ruru," Malika said in a sing-song voice before disappearing through the portal.