The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[SICARIO]

"Weddings aren't so bad. Why did I never attend the many weddings earlier?" Hawi asked Malika who almost facepalmed but then remembered that this was her wedding and the woman beside her was her wedding officiator.

Granted, they were chatting using the mind link while everyone else could see them sitting silently as the people danced on the floor.

Adolf tried to get his alpha busy, but well, it was impossible for Rukiya to keep busy when Hawi looked like a literal goddess in the white pants suit she was wearing today. She looked like an angel and Rukiya was fighting the urge to go to her and talk to her.

She didn't want to do much, just to sit there beside Hawi, breathe the same air as here, listen to her heartbeats, and just listen to her voice. Rukiya Greyson didn't care who Hawi was talking to, as long as she could hear the woman's voice.

She had missed Hawi, she yearned for her in ways that Hawi would definitely flip over again, but damn, she had no choice but to wait it out.

"Why did I have to marry him? He looks stupid, no offense to the mate bond you guys once shared. I wonder how he is supposed to run a pack. He looks like a submissive dog, worse than the character I'm playing this time.

"Goddess, he makes my blood boil. And that best friend of yours and your brother, they make me want to wring their necks and send them to hell myself. How the hell did you manage to be related to this bunch of idiots Hawi?

"Should I just kill them all and get this over and done with?" Malika asked angrily as she watched Jer interact with the other women.

It was obvious he was a player and Malika couldn't doubt the fact that this man was going to cheat on her. She was just thankful that they had asked that Malika be marked after five years. That contract was enough for both of them to decide whether they were 'good' for each other or not.

Of course, when the contract had been drafted, Alpha Clarkson had made it seem like he was sure Malika was a slow-witted kid and would probably frustrate the fuck out of Jer.

Sure, she would definitely do that, but then the contract had been designed to make Jer feel like he was in power, like he could do whatever they wanted unless they were mated.

And this very contract was the one way that Hawi would be certain of whether Elodie and Jer were sleeping around. It was a cringe idea but Hawi needed to cross the t's and dot the i's before she got down to business anyway.

"Calm down, Malika. Your anger is getting more obvious. I know, they are terrible people, they hurt me, and I know you want to protect me, but then the only way to do that right now, is for you to relax.

"Don't stress too much, besides, who knows when we'll have a wedding again, right? Smile, miss protective protector, we have a wedding to enjoy. Also, I want cake, please get me some.

"I'm the officiator and cant be seen desperate for cake," Hawi said, adding the last bits to lighten up the mood. She understood Malika, and frankly, she wasn't surprised that Malika had learned all that in one sitting.

Malika was painfully aware of Hawi's pain and for the hundredth time, Hawi was thankful for her.

"You're right. I won't let them hurt you again; if they hurt you, I will make their lives a living hell, I swear it," Malika said sincerely.

"Let's go dance, Hawi. I'll get you a cake later," Malika said just as Rukiya got up and walked in their direction.

"What will you do about her?" Malika asked, her mood suddenly getting better.

"Nothing, it's not my fault she can't understand that I don't like her," Hawi said and Malika let out loud giggles. Thankfully she was watching Jer dance so it would be easy to explain that her dumb ass was happy that she was seeing her husband happy.

"If I keep smiling like this, I might have a stroke. Maybe I can be a runaway bride, right? I can't smile any longer," Malika whined in the mind link and this time, it was Hawi who let out a laugh. She was enjoying Malika's misery as the bride in the 'tight' gown.

It had taken a lot of conveying for Malika to agree to the wedding and the character itself; hell, it had been harder than convincing alpha Clarkson to play the role of her father.

"You've been enjoying my misery too, with Rukiya. Go along, have some fun little miss bride," Hawi shooed Malika, making the woman give up.

"If I get up, I won't come back with cake," Malika threatened.

"You love me too much to not get me cake."

"I hate you," Malika whined before getting up and walking away. However, as she met Rukiya on her way to Hawi, she couldn't help but smile sadly at the woman.

"Seeing you here makes my terrible day in this damn gown better. At least I know someone will be suffering with me. Have fun with her, but first, please wait till I get her cake, it might increase her chance at a normal conversation, otherwise she will be a grumpy ass the whole time," Malika whispered to Rukiya with a smile before going to get some cake.

She knew she would never hear the end of Hawi's whines if she missed out on the only wedding she could have come to.

Then again, she was right, Rukiya was suffering.

Even though Rukiya could see Malika in a gown, the poor alpha couldn't help but wonder what Hawi would look like in a gown. Sure she was dressed in that pantsuit and looked like she was 'calling' for Rukiya, but seeing her in a gown would be something else.

Rukiya Greyson was a goner for Awuor Hawi and she wasn't even trying to fight it anymore.

The moment she had set her eyes on this woman years ago, long before she was even banished from Sicario, she knew she had to win her heart; even though it was a heart of steel. Funny how fate gave her the chance at the worst of times.

But Rukiya was patient, right?

"Greetings, miss officiator," Ruliya greeted loud enough for the people who were around them.

She didn't want them to have any questions about what Rukiya was doing, and even if Hawi broke her heart again, she didn't want to make a fuss about it. Then again, why the hell was she so insistent on going after a woman who was clearly preoccupied with anger and a desire for vengeance anyway?

"I won't officiate your wedding, Alpha Rukiya. Maybe Adolf's, but not yours," Hawi said with a fierce smile on her face, before she got up leaving Rukiya staring at the woman like she had gone bonkers.

'You can run, Hawi, but you can't run from me forever, love.'

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A/N

* Those of us hoping Rukiya and Hawi's ship will one day sail, do we even have a name for that ship lol. Suggestions are welcome.

* I was thinking 'RUHA' or 'RUKHA' or 'HARU'

vote vote while we hope for them lol

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