The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Behind her were Adolf and Mbali, casually watching the mess unfold.

Malika had left and would be back soon, given she needed to find a way to play victim and be the stupid Alpha's wife again. It was not the best of shows, but she would be happiest when the Alpha went bonkers.

It was a common goal and she would do whatever it took to see to it.

"What the fuck are you even talking about, Rukiya? Why the fuck would I touch what's yours and what the fuck is yours that I touched?" Jer asked like the Greyson Alpha was incredulous at the moment.

Maybe everyone in this realm has gotten a little crazy over the past few years, yeah?

"The Sicario family, Jeremiah," Rukiya said and Jer choked on nothing, while everyone else let out gasps, including Hawi. None of them had ever thought Rukiya would lay claim like this, but they seemed to be forgetting just how dominant Rukiya Greyson was.

"I'm sorry, the WHAT??"

"The Sicario family. Is that too much for you to comprehend? Alright, I'll break it down for your little witty head to understand, no?" Rukiya said and Adolf began coughing a little too hard, but Rukiya wasn't going to stop this time.

She knew Hawi, and she knew it was either Ruru who spoke or Hawi did, and if Hawi did speak, many hearts would be broken and lives would be reduced to an insurmountable nothingness. It just couldn't be done, not like this.

"Alpha, I'm not feeling too well," Adolf said and Rukiya looked at him, then at Mbali. She knew this was just a ploy, but then it wasn't like she was about to blow the roof on anyone.

So many things had happened over the years and this was their chance to fix it. They all knew that with the first leg of the war done today, there was no stopping.

Perhaps that was encouraging because they were a few months or years closer to getting Hawi a chance at a normal life, a life that didn't have betrayal or anger written all over it. They were all here for Hawi and they wouldn't stop.

"Mbali will take care of you. You can go, I will take care of things here," Rukiya said and Adolf snickered before straightening himself up, much to the amusement of Hawi's team.

"Never mind, I am healthy and well," Adolf said and Rukiya chuckled.

"This isn't as funny as you all think. What the hell do the Greysons have to do with the Sicarios? Is this some sort of game for you? Is this your vengeance?" Jer asked, having no time to keep up with the antics of this crazy team.

He could feel the pain of his people, the anger that they were feeling especially seeing their former Alpha side with traitors. There were mixed feelings and honestly, it was getting worse by the hour.

"She's trying to be modest, Jeremiah. I am here with this team. And I come for retribution. Everything you have ever loved, everything you ever wanted and gotten, every little dream that you have –

"Every ounce of power that is running through your veins, and every single ally that you have made in my absence or presence, I will take from you. Just like you took my family away, I will rip you apart limb by limb in the worst of ways.

"By the time I will be done with you, no one will ever remember that there was an Alpha called Jeremiah. They won't know of your existence or your betrayal, but many will tell stories of the dumbest Alpha to ever live on this side of the realm.

"I am here to return the favor you all did me, and just like you destroyed my family, killed my parents and brother, I will kill you all. Today was just us coming to see how you were doing, and I wasn't even shocked.

"You know what that means, Warner. You're losing and I will make sure you don't get to breathe a second breath, by the time I'm done with you," Hawi said, her voice so chilly that the weather changed with her mood.

Hawi was changing with everything, but that didn't matter, because she was going to ruin them all. She had promised them vengeance and destruction when they had forced her banishment, and she would keep that little promise.

Jer looked at Hawi, amusement written all over his face as he looked at the best mate he had ever gotten.

With Hawi, Jer never needed to work. She always did the heavy lifting and shared the credits with him because she didn't want him to be a useless fuck among their people, but this time, it was like she had changed her mind about it.

Perhaps that should have scared Jer, given how powerful the woman had gotten and the king of the army she commanded, but instead, he just laughed at her.. Literally like it was the dumbest thing he had ever heard from anyone.

Threatening Sicario was crazy of Hawi, but then that would have been so, if the woman threatening Sicario didn't know the ins and outs of the pack that was once hers, one she had come to flatten without remorse.

"So, your little feelings were hurt when daddy abandoned you and banished you, then your brother died, or natural causes, your father committed suicide and the only thing you come back with is retribution for the most useless house in the pack?

"You must be unhinged, Awuor. You really must be unhinged, coming here with this army thinking we wouldn't fight back," Jer said as he laughed at Hawi, making sure to walk towards the woman who was just staring at him with a blank face as usual.

Hawi's demeanor was terrifying, but her seemed to have gotten used to that demeanor because now that he knew why she was here, he seemed to have gotten his confidence back.

It was insane to some extent but it was the kind that gave him the chills he would never admit to. He was losing his mind, but here, standing with Hawi, he would try to assert dominance.

Maybe he would be able to get the most powerful woman on earth to submit, right?

"For someone who murdered her mother, you have some guts coming here with an army of savages to help you out. Tell me something, sweetheart, didn't you get enough love from the rogues out there for you to make a home with them–

"Or did they abandon you because you're as crazy as everyone knows? Perhaps they didn't want to hear you crying and begging for attention in the night for dreams that were probably not even dreams, right?" Jer taunted.

He looked at Hawi like he was trying to gauge what it could have been that had gotten her the support of the entire Greyson army, an army he had never been able to get to come to even the celebrations of Sicario.

It was insane and a truth that was driving Jer crazy. He couldn't think of the possibilities and standing next to this white-haired woman, all he could think of was that he would always lose.