The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[SICARIO]

The Clarkson envoy was huge, despite the fact that they were considered the weakest pack in the realm. It was surprising really and anyone would have assumed that they had gone this hard for the damn wedding, because their child was their hidden power in the pack.

It was one thing to be weak, but damn, the preparations they had made for the efforts that they had made toward this wedding was insane, to say the least. At first glance it could have easily been assumed that they are royalty and powerful, but were they?

"Please take care of my daughter," Alpha Clarkson said to Jer.

He looked like every father handing over his child and he looked a little skeptical about this. Then again, the Clarkson alpha knew that his child would be in great hands, after all the Sicario pack was the strongest of them all, right?

But what were the chances that his daughter would go through the same fate as the banished alpha for this very pack?

"I will… Thank you, for trusting me with her," Jer said sincerely as he took a look at the beautiful woman beside him.

She looked so innocent, so fragile, and untainted.

It was clear that his new wife was naive and had no understanding of how the world beyond the weakest pack worked. She had been protected from the chaos of the world and Jer found her the perfect first for a trophy wife.

All she had to do was to sit pretty and exist as the Sicario pack luna. She wouldn't have any responsibilities and Jer loved that, because this time, he would have all the control, but would he?

"Hello, alpha Jeremy," Malika greeted respectfully as she looked at her new husband. She looked timid even as she watched Jer take her hand into his, smiling at her, in the hope that it would reduce the fear that the woman had.

Maybe she was just shy, right?

"Hello Malika, you look beautiful today… Shall we?" Jer said to his new bride, who nodded shyly, before they turned to the officiator who was happy about the union in itself.

Everyone had always wondered who was to be the greatest pack's Luna after the crazy one left, but here and now, they were glad that she didn't look like a psycho who could murder them if they so much as looked at her the wrong way.

Maybe they seemed to be forgetting that it was always the silent ones who were scariest.

"We have gathered here to—" The officiator began the ceremony officially, before proceeding to make sure that everyone here wasn't opposed to the wedding in itself. It was important because if there was, then Jer would have to wait another five years before looking for a Luna.

"And now I pronounce you, alpha and Luna of the Sicario pack. You may kiss your bride, alpha Jer," the officiator said, allowing Jer to unveil the bride he had been bound to officially.

This was like their mating bond, of course with the mating actually happening sometimes in the future, but this right here was a reminder that they were bound for life.

However, was that it for them and especially the woman he had chosen among the hundreds of women he had been presented with for a wife?

"Well at least she looks beautiful today," Elodie whispered to Dom as they waited for her to unveil her. And when he did, the first person to release a gasp, was the Greyson beta, Adolf and his alpha, Rukiya Greyson.

"On second thoughts, I'm not sure if it's her beauty that shocked the Greyson team or it's because she is the most unexpected candidate," Elodie said with a silent laugh as Jer kissed his body gently.

If they had been keen enough, they could have realized that Rukiya's gasp was the first sign that they had all shot themselves in the foot. A soft and humble bride? More like the tornado that could manipulate everything except the wolf assigned to her.

When Jer broke the kiss, Malika smiled at him heartily, before she looked at Rukiya, winking at the alpha who knew that there was danger around.

The moment Rukiya saw how familiar Jer's Malika was, she began looking around for the woman who owned her heart, the woman who could give her a run for her money and she wouldn't even abject. The craziest woman Rukiya had ever met, ever.

"Alright, go have fun. The wedding is officially over!" the officiator said, and it was then that Rukiya realized that the officiator was never a man.

Thankfully, things like this were never an issue for all the packs. It didn't matter what gender officiated a wedding as long as they were happy with the outcome.

Everyone cheered as the bride and groom walked to the side, as the wedding venue was slowly shifted into a celebratory space and everything was arranged so that this was the party that Jer and his bride had hosted.

"Excuse me," Rukiya said to Adolf who looked at her skeptically like how that Rukiya would go on and cause chaos here but then Rukiya Greyson was smart enough to know that he wouldn't hesitate to kill her if she ruined whatever plan was at play here.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't, Rukiya," Adolf reminded her even though a part of him felt bad for her. He knew that Rukiya had been hoping to see Hawi for months now, especially after they had woken up and found her shelter still there with everything, except her and Malika.

Of course, being the positive woman she always was, she chose to believe that they had gone for a walk, but then months later, she was finally convinced that Hawi had left, without even telling her goodbye, but did she ever deserve a farewell for Hawi?

"I know what you're thinking… I won't. Don't worry too much. I'm just going to congratulate the new bride and groom. On second thought, come with me. We will go together and it won't seem awkward," Rukiya said and Adolf just sighed.

"Congratulations to both of you. You got yourself quite the bride, Alpha Jer. Thank the goddess she isn't as crazy as the last one, hmm?" Rukiya said to Jer who nodded to her with a smile, like this was the best thing that ever happened to him.

"Don't mention her here. She might even pop up from the dead. Today is about me and my Malika," Jer said and Adolf held back a snicker, especially when he saw Malika's annoyed smirk make a show for a split second.

This was really going to be fun.

"Oh, but she's a darling. May you always be happy, Malika. Can I hug you?" Rukiya said and Malia looked at Jer like he was asking her if she could do it. And that gave Jer the feeling of being in charge.

"Sure, go ahead, my love," Jer said and once again Malika cringed, though she tried her best not to make it show.

That term was a turnoff for her, though Malika wasn't in the least bit interested in Jer, well unless she had to chop his head off, which she would gladly do, even now, considering she had a blade in the shorts she wore under the damning gown she had to be convinced to wear by the Clarksons and her mistress.

"Okay," Malika said meekly as she got up to hug the confused Rukiya.

"Where is she?" Rukiya asked as they hugged, her voice so low, but she knew that Malika was well-trained to hear even the slightest of sounds and clearly she had heard her.

"Why, so you can see her and get your heart broken again? You do realize she doesn't give a shit about love, after she was betrayed?" Malika asked with a smile as Rukiya hugged her longer. The hug was unexpected but the people who were watching them, were glad that at least the Greyson alpha approved of Jer's new wife.

"Malika—" Rukiya began and Malika just let out a sigh as she pulled back from the hug, but not before shocking Rukiya even more.

"The wedding officiator," Malika said with a 'worried' smile.

"Oh yeah, don't worry, she won't leave, my love. Your dad convinced her to stay till the end for us," Jer said as he took Malika's hands into his, as the officiator passed by smiling at them.

The stage had been perfectly set, and it was time for the first dance.

"I thank the goddess for that," Malika said adorably, though Rukiya understood her message so clearly.

Awuor Hawi was their officiator.

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