The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[JER]

Hearing the cries of his people, Jeremiah Warner was pissed. He had never imagined that anyone would be brave enough to attack Sicario. It was just unheard of, and the only unhinged person who could have done this was dead.

There was just no way that this was happening, especially for a day that had been too perfect with his little mate. Here and now he sure hoped that his Malika was at the hotel, hidden, just in case someone wanted to use her as collateral.

It wasn't his greatest idea, leaving Luna without warriors to keep her safe, and not even Elodie, but then what else was there for her to do? It had all been done in the spur of the moment.

He could deal with that later. But right now, he had to focus on the chaos outside of his office.

"Who is attacking us?" Jer asked the elders who had come to the office to seek a solution. There were so many tears hitting the ground outside, just like the blood that had spilled and was still spilling. It was all just so crazy and unexpected, that it hurt.

"The Lycans, the Greyson warriors, the rogues, the rebels, pretty much it feels like the entire team is fighting us. Tell us, Alpha… Did you do anything to piss off the Lycans and the Greyson warriors?

"Rukiya Greyson has always been a girl to follow rules, so to see her attacking us like this is crazy, I'm assuming she sought the help of the Lycans. What the fuck did you do to anger them like that?" one of the elders asked.

Jer let out a warning growl.

He wasn't in the right mind obviously, but even then, he couldn't think of anything he could have done to trigger whatever the hell was happening right now.

Sicario was being slaughtered and he had no clue what the hell had triggered it. Perhaps that made him an incompetent Alpha, but what was he supposed to tell the elders who were staring at him waiting for his answer?

There was just no way that he could be doing this right now. It wasn't making any sense to him.

"Nothing, okay! The treaty with the Greysons had been respected since time immemorial. There is nothing that we did to them. We have been at peace for years, it just does not make any sense that they could come at us like this.

"Beta Kane says there are almost twenty thousand of them. Where the hell did they even get such a large army? What the fuck is that? Or did someone piss them off and laid the blame on us?" Jer asked as he paced around.

Jeremiah knew that his warriors needed him to join them in the fight, but he couldn't step out when he didn't know what he was fighting for. He couldn't defend his people from shit he wasn't even aware of.

Granted, he was going to be going out there but he needed to be certain if this was about some treaty that had been dishonored, or they were just being attacked for the sake of it.

"The Greyson kid knows what happens when wars are randomly triggered. She faced that shit firsthand with her useless father. She couldn't be doing this just for the sake of it. Besides, Greyson is way too big for them to be wanting more. It just isn't adding up.

"Think, Jeremiah. You have been making a lot of dumb decisions ever since you stepped up to the throne. It makes me wonder if you really are a great fit for the Alpha position.

"Do we need to relieve you of the position and look for someone better?" another elder asked and he growled at them. But they weren't even fazed.

Their children were dying out there for no reason and it wasn't easy for them. They could feel the mind-links being cut at a high rate. It was haunting. It wasn't what anyone would consider normal and their being here was just making it harder for them.

No one had known of the attack. It was like the large army had just popped up on the Sicario gates and now they had to deal with it. What the hell were they supposed to make of it?

"And where is the pack Luna? She should be here with her people. What happened? Did she finally tuck her useless tail and make a run for Clarkson at the first sign of danger? What is even going on here?" another elder asked cruelly.

Jer felt like his world was smoking on him. It just wasn't making any sense to him, but he was slowly figuring that out.

Having his Luna here would have been distracting, and empowering at the same time, at least he would be in the mood to prove to Malika that she would be safe. But then there was no way of proving that if Sicario was losing warriors like flies.

"The Luna is not here, and only because we were out when this happened. I couldn't risk bringing her back when she was that weak. Besides, what use will she be here when she is not even able to protect herself?

"As for me making bad decisions, keep your fucking judgment to yourselves. You all refused to support me when Awuor was banished. Instead, you and Sicario decided to abandon me to my fate.

"Dom was the one who sided with me and tried to help, but only because he didn't want his family's legacy tainted. You all sat back and watched and now you are acting like saints when you have been the most useless bunch of this council," Jer growled while pacing.

The cries outside were fucking him up. He had never thought that the strongest pack could be reduced to this, it was disheartening and he wanted to go help, but not yet. He had to find a way out of this.

Perhaps he could try and talk to Rukiya, right?

Maybe she could explain why the fuck she was attacking Sicario unprovoked, right? Then again, with Rukiya, when she got to the battlefield it was impossible to reach out to her and make small talk with her.

She would kill first and talk later, but he loved his life.

Oh, how useless an Alpha he had become.

"So you're admitting that you gave us the most useless Luna, huh? We warned you against that Clarkson girl. We told you she was bad news and told you that she wouldn't be useful to the pack, but you went on and married her for love.

"Wasn't that why you took out Alpha Sicario too? He warned you against inviting death to the doors of Sicario but you didn't listen. Hell, even Ajuoga, the same warlock you had killed, warned you about Malika.

"Look at what is happening now. Death has broken the doors of Sicario and it's claiming even the children. Is this the Sicario you wanted for your people? Is this the Sicario you wanted to make known to the realm?

"You are a shame to all the Alphas of Sicario, Jeremiah. We really shouldn't have let you take over the Alpha position," another elder said and Jer could feel the room closing in on him. They couldn't abandon him, not like that, right?

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