The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

"Malyshka? You're alive?" Elodie asked, making Malika turn to her with an angry cold face.

It was one that Hawi could have sworn she had never seen on Malika, and for the first time in so long Hawi was scared of what Malika would do. She may have been naked as fuck, but seeing Malika that angry was enough to get her attention.

"I knew you were following me. I just hoped you weren't stupid enough to get this far. Now that you have seen my mistress, you leave me no choice but to kill you.

"I'm telling you this out of courtesy, now wield your sword, warrior," Malika growled out, word by word, almost like she was reminding Elodie that there was only one outcome to this.

Elodie stood there, not even bothering to unsheathe the sword hanging on her waist. She was still staring at Hawi, the shock, anger, and betrayal making itself known as she realized that everything she had done had gotten to this point.

She had never thought there would come a day when Hawi would look like this and yet as she watched her best friend, Elodie couldn't help but feel her heart breaking for the hundredth time. This wasn't what she had imagined.

Hearing Hawi was dead had ruined her, but seeing Hawi alive and in this state, made Elodie feel like she was not the best friend that she should have been.

She should have protected her.

She should have defended her, but then she had done what she thought was right.

Funny how it all got her to this point.

"No, Malika. I surrender," Elodie said, as she unsheathed her sword, and unarmed herself, before throwing her weapons on the ground. All this while, she had maintained eye contact with a very naked Hawi.

Her best friend always had a hot body, but damn, seeing her this close made Elodie feel like she was a shitty person. She had failed Hawi and she was never going to forgive herself for it. But maybe there was a choice for her, right? But was there?

"Three steps back or I run you through," Maika warned, this time as she made three steps towards Elodie who did the same.

Hawi was still watching the scene before her, as she let the thigh she had been feeding on thump to the ground in a soft plushy sound. Maybe she had gone crazy but seeing Elodie surrender, that was something else.

"I won't hurt her," Elodie insisted when she realized that Malika telling her to take three steps back was a trap for her, especially when Elodie felt herself against the back of a tree.

She wanted to say a lot of things, but first, she needed to be sure that her 'sister' was doing okay. She needed to know that Hawi was real and so she pushed Malika, ignoring the sword that was so close to her neck.

If Malika wanted to fight, then Elodie Kane would give her one.

"If you're not going to kiss me, get out of my face," Elodie dared and that was all it took for Malika to throw her sword to the ground, before she grabbed Elodie before Elodie could even get out of her face.

Hawi was watching amusedly and for a moment there she figured Malika was going to lock lips with Elodie. But when she saw that Malika was holding Elodie in her arms like the werewolf warrior was a feather, Hawi knew what shit was about to go down.

Instead of telling them to stop, the naked woman dragged a dead body that she hadn't feasted on, a body that was covered in blood and looked messy as hell, and she sat on it.

The crazy woman figured it had been long since she got her entertainment and right now, she would get some.

"Oooohhhh," Hawi shouted in excitement when she saw Elodie being thrown on the ground. She could hear the bones breaking, but that wasn't even surprising anymore. Malika was brutal with Elodie and Hawi was loving every bit of it.

"I see you like it rough, huh," Elodie said, instantly getting up from the ground despite the broken ribs she had. She punched Malika in the face, the stomach, and the neck all in swift motions. But even then Malika wasn't incapacitated.

Instead, she just returned the punches at Elodie, making sure to hit harder and with her protector power.

To Hawi, Elodie may have been a familiar face, but to Malika, Elodie was a bitch for abandoning Hawi when Hawi needed her the most; this right here was the first out of Malika's anger on behalf of Hawi.

Two years ago, when Hawi had been rejected, Malika had absorbed all of Hawi's pain from the rejection. Despite all the years since the incident, the anger had remained in Malika.

The disappointment, the pain, and the emotions of betrayal that she had absorbed from Hawi had all been dormant. Well, until today when she finally found a reason to give Elodie the kind of beating that everyone who had betrayed Hawi deserved.

"I'll teach you rough," Malika said as she punched Elodie in the face constantly.

She didn't stop, even when Elodie was wincing, and trying to tap out.

She didn't stop, when she saw Hawi get up.

And Malika certainly didn't stop, even when she saw Hawi coming in her direction.

The woman beneath her was a traitor, someone who didn't deserve any mercy and as Hawi's executioner, Malika had every right to take her life.

A life for a life was always Malika's rule, but today, she would take a life for betrayal.

A life for the hurt that Hawi had endured.

A life for the woman who had been good and had still been betrayed by everyone she loved.

Maybe she was loving this because Elodie was fighting back. Even with her face swollen from the punches, Elodie Kane had managed to take a swing at Malika. It was frail, but that didn't matter.

If she was going out, she wasn't going to go without a fight.

"Malika—" Hawi whispered, the shock on her face evident as she saw the woman who was once her best friend and sister get punched all over.

Malika's punches were calculated and direct. They were rough and she hit every weak point she knew in Elodie's very frail human body. She had broken a few bones in the leg, arms and even Elodie's throat felt like she was about to get crushed.

And yet even then Malika didn't stop.

"Malika, you'll kill her," Hawi whispered silently, hoping that she wouldn't have to get through to Malika using her command.

She hated commanding Malika, but right now, the mind link wasn't working, because it seemed like something else was fueling Malika's anger.

It seemed like Malika had found out something else while she had been in Sicario, something that made her want to pounce on her first prey and that was when Hawi figured that maybe she didn't want a death on her hands.

"No!" Hawi screamed when she noticed what Malika was about to do, making Elodie open her swollen eyes, even though she wasn't seeing well.

"I'm fucked," Elodie said, before she closed her eyes, clearly not ready to see herself mutilated by the woman before her.

Malika had released her claws. She was about to dig them into Elodie's heart.

Hawi had learned that a protector's claw was lethal, especially to the people the protector considered enemies and dangerous. And right now, Malika was seeing Elodie as a threat to her mistress.

"Please, don't!" Hawi pleaded and Malika looked at her mistress. On occasions like this, the white wolf would always use the command, but Hawi didn't use it.

Instead, she was making a request; and that disgusted Malika.

"You would plead?? For her??? This little dumbass bitch whose desire for power is at par with your stupid ex-mate's? Are you fucking with me now, mistress? Why won't you let me rid you of her?

"You would seriously plead to your servant for a woman like her?" Malika asked, the disgust in her voice so clear as she looked between Elodie and Hawi. She knew that Hawi always had a good heart but this was just stupid.

"She is like a sister to me, Malika. Please get off of her," Hawi said this time, her eyes were pleading but her voice told Malika that she was holding back a command.

She really didn't want to, but if Malika pressed too hard, if she kept going at it, then Hawi e she wouldn't have a choice but to force her off of Elodie.

Pain and anger had gotten her through so much shit, but a part of her refused to believe that Elodie would ever betray her.

Hawi wasn't ready to face that reality. She knew that her life wouldn't have meaning if the one she considered a sister, the only one she thought she could trust of all the wolves in Sicario would betray her, but then here they were.

Maybe, just maybe Hawi was right, yeah?

However, Malika and her disgust were clear as day. She despised Elodie, more than anything else, and she wanted her dead. But she was a warrior, a servant of Hawi's and she had responsibilities to her mistress.

"You must be out of your mind, pleading for the little fucking shit that suggested your fucking rejection!" Malika said angrily before she kicked Elodie in the ribs so hard, ignoring the crunching sound that came out.

Goddess, she hated Elodie so much.

"What?" Hawi asked, while Elodie just sighed defeatedly.

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[A/N]

* Book Characters are up... well their descriptions lmao I don't know shit about art, but I'll try to set them up sometime in the future