The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Mbali herself.

She was standing there with a grim face as she looked at the Alpha. She looked bored, almost like she had been waiting for the Alpha for a long while, when she had just gotten there.

"What the fuck are you doing here? I could kill you for what you did to my wife. I will kill you eventually, why should I even bother sugarcoating anything? I will come after you and your ban of misfits and I will ruin you all," Jer said.

Mbali let out a louder laugh, one that echoed the empty and lifeless huge office, she coed seeing Jeremiah riled up and now that she could see his face, it was obvious he had been having a hard time.

"That's quite brave for someone who was outsmarted just hours ago. Are you sure you want to try shit with me?" Mbali asked with a smirk on her face.

She was here to give her message and go back to the camp but Hawi didn't say that she couldn't have her fun while at it, right?

"Your wife, how is he? Your Previous womb-less little Malika—" Mbali taunted.

Jer punched her but he missed because she teleported to a different part of the office, making the Alpha fall face-first on the floor, probably breaking a few bones in the process.

Well, that didn't matter to Mbali because she was enjoying the show at the moment perhaps that was what Jer should have experienced but then this was just the beginning.

For every ounce of humiliation that Hawi had been exposed to, Jeremiah would feel it tenfold and Mbali wasn't even joking about it. She would make his life a living hell, just like everyone on the Hawi squad.

"Oops, you missed. You need to be careful Warner. You really don't want to go out to your people with a broken nose and a twisted hand, now, or do you?" Mbali asked and Jer could feel his nose cracking right as he got up and turned to Mbali.

His hands were fine though and he looked at Mbali as if to ask her if she was being delusional. However, before he could say anything, Mbali twisted both his hands, making sure to break his bones a little more.

The pain was immeasurable and Mbali knew it because she had once had broken bones and boy did she hate them. Thankfully for her, she was a Lycan and could heal faster, but Jer, was nothing.

Granted, he was an Alpha wolf, but that only meant that he would heal in a day's time. It was quite a pity though.

"You think you can put me down? I will kill you," Jer said, rushing toward Mbali, once again, only for Mbali to use magic to put a stool in Jer's path, once again forcing the Alpha to hit himself down.

This was a ruthless game and Jer was insane for even trying to take a hit at Mbali.

However, he wasn't one to give up, because he snapped his bones back together and grabbed one of the seats in the room and liked it at Mbali, despite the immense pain he was feeling in his arms.

It was like he was carrying the weight of the world on his own with no one to help. And the chair missed Mbali, expectedly, only framing the room even more. Mbali was enjoying this, and she loved how irked he was.

"Come one now. Don't tell me your weak pathetic mate fought with you because she has no womb. I did you a favor, or did you want to explain to the entire Sicario that you raped their Luna and forgot about it?

"That is not a nice way to have kids. Besides she would have hated those kids and hated you as well. I doubt you wanted to turn that sweet little girl into a monster. Well, she is womb-less so there is nothing sweet about her, but you get what I mean?" Mbali taunted and Jer let out a pained growl.

This woman was rubbing salt on his wounds and she was enjoying it.

She clearly came to remind him that he would always be nothing before Hawi. He would always mean nothing to her, especially now that he had rejected her and that she had accepted his rejection.

So much was going on in Jer's head, but the pines whimpering of his wife when he left their chambers was something that would forever haunt him. He hated how weak he had been with her and he hated that he had proven to be useless one too many times.

"You know nothing about her. You don't deserve to mention her name. I will avenge her, Jabali. I will make sure all of you pay for what you did to her. You will feel her pain tenfold," Jer said and Mbali just laughed at him like a maniac.

It was like this man was so dense and couldn't understand the first thing about relations. This was something he couldn't win no matter what he did. It didn't matter that the world was all butterflies and unicorns. Or even that the world was bloody and fucked up.

Jer would never win, perhaps she just needed to remind him of that, right?

"Oh yeah? I know she is a Clarkson wolf, one of the weakest packs in the realm. I know we killed all of her kin before coming here. Damn, perhaps I should go and tell her that I killed her people with just a snap of my hand.

"I should tell her how her parents creamed for mercy and didn't stand a chance. Then again, you should know that, given Sicario itself didn't stand a chance when we came here.

"You know, for an Alpha leading a really powerful pack, your pack is useless and shouldn't even be on the top ten lists of powerful packs. Hell, the Clarksons put up a little more resistance than your people did.

"What a shame," Mbali taunted and Jer felt like crying. He had broken his wife's heart again.

How the fuck would he explain to his Malika that her kin were gone? Oh, that woman would certainly kill him if he so much as said that to her. Maybe he will stay quiet about it and wait it out. Maybe he would wait for her to find out later, right?

"Hold on… don't tell me you plan on lying to your Malika. You do realize she will eventually know that, right?" Mbali said even though it came off as a question. This was cruel of her but this was her job description.

This man had hurt Hawi without thinking twice.

Thinking of the scars that had been on Hawi's belly, and the fact she had gotten them because Jer was busy sleeping with other wolves without rejecting Hawi, made Mbali furious.

She was so furious that she grabbed Jer, and threw him against the wall like he weighed nothing at all, breaking the Alpha's bones a little too fast and in ways that could make the butchers cringe. She was ruthless with him.

"You can't do that. You can't tell her that. You cannot, I forbid you," Jer whimpered as he tried to get a footing.

"How pathetic. You warriors can clearly hear you being beaten and none of them cares—" Mbali said only to be interrupted.

"Husband, what shouldn't she tell me?"