The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

That was the only thing that could be heard from Rukiya's office.

Hawi had gone into silce; you would think she hadn't be the one who caused trouble. It was deafing and if this were any other situation, Malika would have tried to reach her mistress. But she knew that she couldn't, not ev if she wanted to so badly.

Perhaps coming to Greyson was the right idea, but was it told wh Hawi seemed to be plotting Malika's murder in her head?

"Who are you?" Rukiya asked as she looked at Malika who was currtly parading at Nkatha.

The protector considered changing her mind about everything. She considered plugging in as Sherry's niece, but she was ev better. She knew that she would be forced into a game of what-ifs and with Hawi, that was more than just a game.

It was a dangerous one, a game that could result in more losses than Malika was willing to tolerate.

There were limits that shouldn't have be crossed, but the kind of games that Awuro Hawi always played were more than cruel and could turn realities upside down.

"I'm here for Hawi, Rukiya. I came because she wouldn't talk to me. Seeing as Mbali is also here, I am assuming she also knows of what had happed in Sicario. Dom is dead, Hawi is shutting us out and she can't go through that again, not alone.

"And from the look in your eyes, you also ar't sure how to face this with her," Malika said, getting straight to the point.

She knew that Hawi was a ticking time bomb. She knew there was only so long that Awuor Hawi would be out here pretding and wh she got bored of pretding, she would go on a murder spree like the other times.

For months, after her banishmt, Hawi had pretded like she wasn't affected by her mother's death, but she was the reason that Malika had buried more bodies than she had ever imagined possible in her career as a protector.

Malika had to evtually burn some because there was a place to hide the bodies.

Sure had maintained a clean rep wh out there, but wh the night struck, Malika could see how raw the pain had be and for the past year, she had hoped that things would be alright. Though it seems like the universe was really on a roll with her.

"And you Mbali, why are you here?" Rukiya asked, clearly not having the time to play games with the lethal warriors in her office. She knew them so well and she knew that they could easily pick up arms and there wasn't a thing she could do about it.

Maybe Hawi would, but th there were really high chances of Hawi pitting Malika and Mbali to fight to the death.

"You st Adolf to Sicario and with everything that happed, I didn't want anyone interfering with Malika's mission. So I made him come back. With a little magical play here and there," Mbali shrugged like she hadn't just admitted to manipulating the beta of Greyson.

Adolf was staring with his jaw on the floor.

Truly, these wom were dangerous.

"What do you want, Ruru? Am I ev needed here? I already apologized for hitting Sherry's niece here. Malika in someone else's body while hers is unconscious in Sicario.

"I have nothing else to do today, so if you don't have any official matters with me, I would like to be excused," Hawi said emotionlessly as she looked at the Greyson alpha.

She wasn't in the mood to talk about what she was feeling about Dom and she certainly wasn't going to start signing up to Rukiya just because she had chos Rukiya.

They still had a long way to go and if Rukiya insisted a little too much, there was a chance that Hawi would make a run for it and they would never be able to tell where she was. They would definitely feel the impact of her decisions, whether bad, or worse.

There wasn't any good left in Hawi, and Malika knew that too.

"Hawi—" Rukiya tried, though she knew that her woman was right.

If there wasn't an official mission for her here, th she could leave. She wasn't in the mood to deal with her grief, and it seemed like she was planning on staying away from her frids for as long as she could. But how long was that?

How long would it be, before it impacted her so bad she wouldn't ev have a way out of it?

"No, alpha Rukiya. Unless you are going to punish me for messing with your visit ev AFTER I apologized, th please get on with it. And if not, I will be on my way.

"Malika and Mbali know what is expected of them, but if you need to talk to them too, I don't have a problem with that. So make it clear. Am I needed here?" Hawi asked sternly, this time staring at Ruia in the eyes, while hers were as cold as hell.

"You can leave, if Nkatha accepts your apology," Rukiya said defeatedly. It would take her a long while before she got through to Hawi and she was trying to prepare herself for that. But would it ever really be ough?

"Great. I am sorry I hit your face with the ball. I should have just grabbed your soul and st you to the alleys, or the deepest and darkest pits of hell itself to the point that the devil would question your tire existce.

"However, I won't do that. Because that will be useless anyway since you ar't ev in your actual body. So what do you say? Apology accepted or not?" Hawi asked as she looked at Malika who was already shivering before Hawi.

It wasn't because of the tone that Hawi used, but because her words that were slicing through Malika like this was the cruelest thing they could manage. Perhaps there was a way to get Hawi to op up. But would they really?

"Yeah. Apology accepted," Malika said and Hawi turned to Rukiya as if to tell her that there wasn't anything that needed Hawi's presce here anymore. Awuor Hawi had made her choice and it was going to be hard to tell where she would be headed this time.

The only question being, would Rukiya Greyson ever get past Hawi's wall of dial?

Would she ever be able to make her woman face her reality and walk with her through the grief?

Oh, but it was a lot and they needed to be careful with how they handled hair.

"Great. I'm leaving and of you follow me,'' Hawi said as she got up and dusted herself. She had be dirty, but Rukiya didn't mind that, ev as they had locked lips earlier. She was more worried for Hawi than what was happing a her.

"Mistress, wait," Malika said and Hawi just ignored her. If Malika wanted an audice, th she would have to wait in line, no?

"You want to tell me that Elodie remembers everything, hmm?"

"Yes, but h—"

"She is my best and most loyal frid. Of course, I would never leave her vulnerable to magic. No amount of magic will ever work on her, for as long as I live. And I don't plan on dying anytime soon anyway.

"Go home Malika, wherever that is," Hawi said dismissively as she walked out.