The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Betrayal always had a price, and torture was just an additional package that Hawi had been so kind to add to the subscription. She would make sure that this woman experienced the worst of it all.

"Oh, you're not going to die from this, Nana. Not yet," Hawi said as she cast a spell to temporarily stop the place they were standing in from being buried in the rubble.

Seeing her father in the distance, Hawi pulled her father's lifeless body towards her. Her broken heart was making her lose balance and sight. She wanted to cry out, but she knew she couldn't, not while she was standing in front of this woman.

Hawi refused to give in to the pain and let the woman succeed in seeing her tears. She wouldn't let her. She had to fight for what was hers, and more than anything, she had to fight herself to make sure that this woman didn't see her crumble.

"Who are you?" Ajuoga asked worriedly like she didn't know who could have had such rage.

She may have come to the party a little late, but she had been smart enough to know that Hawi was experiencing the white wolf's blood rage, something that only happened to the chosen white wolves.

Hawi was the only living white wolf of her kind. Discover worlds on m _v _lempy _r.

Or maybe the woman knew but she was hoping that it was false. Maybe she was hoping that the girl she betrayed hadn't come to murder her in retribution. Oh, if only wishes were that sacred for her. If only.

"It's me, nana. Awuor Hawi Sicario. Y'know, the little girl you used to sing for? The one you pampered and shit? It's me, the girl after you, the one who just realized that all this time, you betrayed us.

"You could have done anything except betray the one family that took you in, trusted you, loved you, and even protected you when the warlocks wanted your head. But hey, you just had to be the root of the chaos, no?

"Tell me, Nana, why did you betray Papa and Mama?" Hawi asked and the woman before her stared at her with wide eyes. It was more than obvious that Ajuoga had expected Hawi to be alive, but right now, that didn't matter to Hawi.

She was fuming and her hair was so close to completely running red. If all her hair turned red, then she would be unstoppable.

She would be the monster that many hadn't seen, and her role as the white wolf would be handed over to another generation in the next thousand years. However, Hawi had more pressing things than those.

She needed answers.

Hawi wanted her answers and this bastard woman would give them to her.

"Awuor?" the warlock, Ajuoga asked and Hawi just stared boredly, before asking the same question, seeing as this woman was pretending to be hard of hearing.

Maybe she was, given that the sound of the other crumbling tunnels was filling the space and the sist was slowly filling where they were. Even then, Hawi had only one desire; she would get it, come hell or high water.

"Why? Why did you betray my family? Why did you help Jer? What the hell was this about? Did you kill Ma and frame me for it? What the fuck happened?" Hawi asked angrily as she pressed the blades in Ajuoga with her magic.

Oh, but Hawi was so mad she could have chopped this woman in seconds. She couldn't understand what was so good about betrayal that the woman had chosen it. She could have lived a happy life, one that didn't have any hurdles.

Ajuoga could have been made the high warlock when Hawi took over as the white wolf. She would have had more power than was possible, but then she had chosen betrayal, and boy did it break Hawi's heart even more.

Betrayal truly hurt because this time, betrayal had a familiar face, one she had dared to love and gotten her heart shattered.

"Even if I tell you, you will still kill me, Awuor. So, what's the point?" the woman said before she used whatever was left of her magic, to grab one of the blades and stab herself in the neck, resulting in her bleeding to death.

It was crazy, but then there wasn't anything else Hawi could do other than watch her heart break for the hundredth time again.

Perhaps this was what she had been reduced to.

Maybe this was who she was to be; a lonely girl in a world where people were happy, a lost girl in a place where there were so many. Her heart couldn't take it anymore. The betrayal, the anger, the pain, it was all too much for her.

"Noo!!!" Hawi full-on growled as the woman who had the probable answers died right before her.

She had been so desperate and yet once again, the universe was mocking her desperation by making her lose more than anyone would in a little pan. It was clear that she had lost her brother for the second time too.

Earlier, Hawi had hoped her brother hadn't been real, but there were things that only Dominic Sicario could do, and Dom had proven them in the little time that Hawi had been with him in the dungeon.

It broke her already broken heart, but what else was there for her anyway? It wasn't like she could turn to the skies and ask for help, when the goddess was screwing her over and again.

"I'll burn them all," Hawi said defeatedly as she wiped her tears while watching the dead woman next to her.

She hated this.

She had lost her, a woman she trusted, and at the same time, she had lost her father and brother. There were only so many losses that she could take. But then again, on the brighter part of her downsides, Hawi no longer had anything to lose.

She was alone, completely and utterly alone with no one to call her family. Malika was her protector; Rukiya was her sworn army leader. Perhaps it would remain so for a while, though Hawi knew that they wouldn't let her fight this alone.

Hawi was done thinking that people cared, because her nana had just broken the last piece of her humanity.

"Aaahh!!" Hawi cried out as she watched the ground crumble around her. She wasn't even trying to save herself this time. The ground was shaking so hard that even the skies had joined in.

"I'm so sorry, papa. I'm sorry I didn't trust you enough. I'm so sorry," Hawi said as she hugged her father. She hated goodbyes, and yet the fates were forcing her to say goodbyes over and over again.

"I guess I'll just join you and Ma," Hawi whispered defeatedly before she removed the barrier that was preventing the tunnels from collapsing on her. She had nothing to live for anymore.

And so, with one last apology to her father, she let the ground crumble on her, crashing her in the process. Awuor Hawi would never be seen again.

The white wolf was dead.