The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[AWUOR]

"I, Alpha Sicario, banish you from our pack lands."

"If you are seen anywhere near the pack lands, the warriors have the authority to kill you on sight."

"Leave this place this instant, and take nothing with you, except for the clothes on you and the crown on your head.

"May that be a reminder of what you did to your mother. The bloody crown."

"Aaahh!!!!" Awuor shouted in anger as she woke up.

She had fallen asleep when Rukiya had left her, and she was sure she would wallow in pity as she hit her old age, but there was a different kind of rage. The kind that made her want to up and go back to Sicario and murder them all.

The thought that her father had banished her and still had the audacity to try and lure her back home with his death was more than what Hawi needed to know that her family couldn't give two shits about her.

It was like they were wired to come and ruin her, to make fun of her, to make her the banished alpha that she already was. They were determined to cause her pain even posthumously and that in itself said a lot about the people she had loved for years.

It also made Awuor wonder if her mother would have done this shit to her, if she had been the one alive and something else happened. She wondered if her mother would have supported her or gone with the winds like her family. Then again, were they even her family?

"Stupid nightmares won't let me sleep in peace," Awuor cussed out as she caught her breath. She had had enough of everything and frankly, the only reason she wasn't going out to Sicario was because of her protector.

Malika was on her side and was in Sicario for her. So Hawi had to be patient and see how the plan worked.

If Malika's plan failed, then Hawi would go in and murder them all, but until then she had to go back to the Clarksons and prepare her army. She was planning for war and it was only right that she found her way there.

'Malika, I need a portal back to Clarkson,' Awuor said in her mind link that was always open with Malika. She knew that even though they were far away they always had to communicate, and seeing that they are both special creation and their circumstances they had special abilities.

'Are you sure you're in the right state of mind, Mistress?' Malika asked, even though she was currently playing chess with Elodie in Sicario. She was winning by far and was so close to checkmate.

'Yes, I am. Why… Are you busy?' Hawi asked and Malika just sighed, before allowing Hawi see what she was. It was strange and something Hawi had never experienced, but then she wasn't even sure what her abilities were.

'Playing chess against Elodie. I'm so close to win—'

'Lose to her,' Hawi said and Malika almost choked on air. She hadn't been expecting Hawi to say that, but then what else was there when they were all in one stack of games with so many levels? Would it relay be alright if they started the game on a high note?

'What? You can't seriously be telling me to lose when this is the first game… Come on, Hawi,' Malika said and Hawi just laughed at her hopelessness. She knew how desperate Malika loved to win. She had never lost shit in her whole life and now she was being told to play this as a loss.

'If you win, which I know you will in all the games they will present to you, you will no longer be the stupid foolish girl who agrees to everything her husband says. And that will blow your cover. This is the time to fuel their ego, so trust me,' Hawi said and Malika just agreed defeatedly.

'I'm only agreeing because you agreed to go back to Clarkson, on your own, which is strange, but that's for another day. Anyway, give me a minute to lose and then I'll step out to create the portal for you,' Malika said, before she turned to look at Elodie who was smirking at her.

Given Malika hadn't closed off the sight, Hawi was able to see her best friend… her former best friend sitting there all happy like she hadn't betrayed Hawi. It made Hawi wonder if her best friend was guilty of everything, but that wasn't the focus right now.

So Hawi watched in silence as Malika lost to Elodie, who expectedly stared down at Malika. The pride on the woman's face was familiar, and it seemed like her ego was still as big as usual.

'Oh I'll wipe that smug look off her face, just portal me to where you are,' Hawi growled out, when she noticed Malika had made eye contact with Elodie for a while now.

Unknown to Hawi, Malika was instigating Hawi. She was reminding Hawi of what it looked like to love and lose.

She was reminding Hawi that no matter what the woman looked like, she would always be the girl who got betrayed and this right here, was the fuel that Hawi needed to even go after the bastards.

Seeing Elodie that smug was fucking with Hawi and Malika was intent on making sure her mistress got her priorities straight.

'Let me get to her, Malika. I could start off the murders with her, that stupid-looking face is so irritating, ughh,' Hawi said angrily.

"Goodness woman, relax, will you?" Malika voiced and this time, she hadn't realized it, but she had spoken loudly to Hawi, and with Elodie and Dom being the only ones in the room, it seemed like Malika was addressing Elodie, which was a bad move at the moment.

"You're telling me to relax, after you lost to me? Damn girl, you got some balls," Elodie said and this time, Hawi let out a laugh.

'Well seems like I'm not the one in trouble this time, madam protector,' Hawi mocked with a laugh and Malika sighed frustratedly. She made a mental note to separate the mind links with Hawi from her subconscious so she wouldn't fuck up again.

'Happy cleaning, Malika,' Hawi laughed as she waited to see what Malika would do this time.

"What?" Malika said softly to Elodie, like she was just another weak wolf in the pack.

"I'm sorry, my wolf was telling me to train harder next time. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you," Malika said, even though she was internally cringing at how she sounded.

The tone itself made her want to die from embarrassment, but then she had gotten herself into this shit and she had to fake her way through it.

"Are you bipolar?" Elodie asked with a smirk on her face as she stared at Malika who had quickly gone on her knees and was before Elodie, giving her the power like Hawi had advised.

It was crazy what they both were willing to do for Hawi's vengeance, but at least they knew that they were on the right track.

"Fine, whatever, just get up before Jer sees you like this and thinks I'm bullying you. Besides, don't think too much of it," Elodie said softly as she carefully helped Malika up; it was Malika's turn to wonder if Elodie really was bipolar.

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