The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Awuor was never a coward; which was also why as she put one foot in front of the other in the direction of Sicario, Awuor knew she had to accomplish her mission here. There was more than just coming back to her parents and her home.

This was more than just coming to see the faces of her family who had betrayed her and no matter how hard it was, she was determined to see it through.

"Hello again, Theo. Did you do as I asked or should I break down the beautiful gates that I made you and your team build?" Awuor asked Theo who looked at her like she was bonkers. Awuor didn't care though.

She didn't care what anyone was telling her and she hoped for the love of the goddess that he would see their faces. She wanted to see who it was who was causing her so much pain all this while.

"The alpha is coming," Theo said respectfully to the reigning alpha. He knew Awuor and he knew that everything this woman did had to have a reason. However, just like everyone else in Sicario, he didn't understand why Awuor would go after her own mother.

No matter how Luna Eniola was, she didn't deserve to be killed by her only daughter. It was too cruel a fate.

"Great! If you don't mind, could you please help me with a cup of water? I promise I won't cause any trouble. I just want to see the alpha," Awuor said and Theo looked at her.

The soldiers who were with Theo knew that this could be a trap, but even then, Theo decided to trust his guts. He believed in Awuor and it wasn't too much if he gave her a cup of water.

"Don't cause trouble alpha Awuor," Theo said and the woman just nodded as she took in the surroundings.

She had only been away from home, but the roads that led to Sicario were poorly maintained. They looked worse than she had left them, and probably because of the battles that were ongoing.

Awuor wished she could know why everything had fallen far behind,g but then it wasn't that hard to tell, considering she had been the ultimate backbone of this pack and now she was no longer in charge of it directly.

Theo opened the gates of Sicario, even though he knew it was dangerous. He knew the alpha could use him as a captive and find her way into the pack, but even then, he still walked out with a jug of water in one hand and a cup in the other.

He trusted her with his life, which was weird considering the charges she was facing. The soldiers beyond the gates watched them, ready to defend one of their own if the alpha so much as posed a threat to him.

She was feared and rightfully so, but she wasn't here to cause any trouble. So quietly, Awuor took the jug and the cup and muttered a thank you to the warrior who had believed in her before he walked back to Sicario, leaving the banished alpha seated at the shadeless gates of Sicario.

For hours, Awuor waited for the alpha to come to meet with her, and even then, seven hours later, no one had shown up for her. She had expected that though, so she kept asking for jugs of water, gulping down even though she was hungry as fuck.

She should have eaten earlier at the Greyson's, but she was too hard-headed to even think straight. Maybe this was the price for her adamance, right?

She had seen Adolf and other Greryson warriors linger around in the bushes, properly camouflaged like they didn't want to trigger the alpha or even the warriors of Sicario.

"She's crazy," Awuor muttered to herself when she saw the people from Greyson ready to fight for her. They looked like they were waiting for one soldier to lift a sword against Awuor, and they would come out of hiding.

Sighing, Awuor lay on the ground in front of the gates, ignoring the sun that was hitting her so hard and the ground that was burning her up. She hadn't gotten enough sleep and she was still hungry so the only way out of this was to sleep.

"Hey Theo, please wake me up when the alpha comes, okay?" Awuor said to Theo who was conflicted about this all.

He wanted to understand what Awuor was thinking, but the woman was too complicated, and trying to understand what it was, was like trying to solve a complex problem when he was blind to it all.

"Yes ma'am, as you wish,'' Theo said and went back to manning the Sicario gates with his friends.

"I'll be okay," Awuor whispered, though it was obvious that that was her message to Adolf and the Greyson warriors who had come to keep her company.

Theo had heard her, and he thought that she was just counseling herself. This woman had no time for consolation and so that idea was absurd, but then it wasn't like there was something else for her here, no?

Awuor slept through the evening, till the night when the rain started hitting her harshly. But even then, she didn't move from where she was. She looked like someone was protecting her, even though she wasn't.

She should have listened to Rukiya and gone back to Greyson, but how could she when she hadn't gotten what she wanted from this palace? She didn't care if it would take her days or months, but she would be here at Sicario after till she got what she wanted.

And so for eighteen days, Awuor stayed outside the Sicario gates, her clothes a mess that would make anyone pity her, but that didn't matter to her.

She was adamant and hadn't caused her people any trouble, instead, she had just laid at the gates, waiting and watching in the hope that whoever she wanted to see who could come to see her.

"Should we get you anything, alpha?" Theo asked on the eighteenth evening, but as usual, Awuor insisted that he just get her water. She was a wolf who hadn't gone hunting and hadn't eaten any substantial food.

She was bound to be weak and instead of asking for food, she only wanted water.

"Yes alpha," Theo said, his heart broke for the woman who looked exactly like Luna Eniola. He wished there was something he could do for her, other than be her water boy when she was thirty and hungry.

"Turn into your wolf and go hunt," Theo had advised Awuor when he had brought her the third cup of water on the eighteenth day, but the woman as usual was adamant.

She had felt her white wolf grow, and be more mature. Her perseverance was all because of the white wolf, otherwise, she would have long gone back to Greyson. Maybe there were perks of this after all.

"Do me a favor, Theo. Tell your alpha to come to see me," Awuor said and Theo looked helplessly at her.

She had been asking her of the same thing since the first time she lay her head on the Scario gates, and despite Theo sending word to the alpha and even the former alpha, none of them had batted an eye to come to see their family member who was so insistent on withering out here.

"Yes alpha," Theo responded, even when he knew what the outcome would be. However, thirty minutes after Awuor submitted her request, Theo came back to her, smiling on his face like he had won the jackpot.

It didn't take Awuor a while before she understood that after eighteen days, she was finally getting what she wanted. After all that while, she had been looking like a crazy beggar at the gates of Sicario, but her pain was finally paying off.

"The alpha is coming," Theo said gleefully like he was so happy for Awuor's achievements.

When the warriors at the gates had heard that the alpha was coming to meet their former alpha, they were glad on her behalf.

Finally, someone would free her from whatever misery she was currently in. Even if she had been banished, she was still one of them and they knew her for her kindness and love.

"Hello, Awuor."