The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

"You should use that chance to strike and make sure your blade goes through my daughter's heart. I can play the mother who has lost a daughter, but I can't bear seeing your immortal mate take the throne of the white wolf.

"If she sits up there she will ruin us all," Razia said nonchalantly and Jer swallowed thickly.

He had never met a woman who wanted to kill her child this terribly, perhaps Razia was a few screws shy of normal right? Because what other explanation was there for her brutality despite being Rukiya's only living parent?

No mother would be this determined to see their child dead and it was baffling to imagine that this woman was easily demanding her daughter's murder because of fear for something they couldn't fight.

"You really are serious about killing your own daughter? Goddamn, woman, thank the goddess I am nothing like you," Jer said and Razia chuckled. Jer had just lost his kid and didn't even know the gender yet here he was still trying to play god with Razia Greyson.

"Whatever floats your boat. Remember this is your last chance. If you fail us, we will have to look for another and we will kill your parents. You know… The ones you hid in the human lands, while playing orphan here?

"I know where they are and I have people watching them. If you deviate so much from the plan, you won't even have bodies to bury," Razia said and Jer froze.

He wasn't sure if he wanted to cry out loud or if he just wanted to laugh at himself for how fucked he currently was. There was no one who could come to save him from the shit he had brought upon himself and he owned that.

"Fine. leave now, I need to go to my people," Jer said.

Razia smiled gently at him, making him worry again. There was nothing good that came from the woman and the fact that he was smiling at him was creeping him out in all the possible ways.

It was almost like she was his angel of death and she could have been if Awuor Hawi wasn't his biggest obstacle in getting to Rukiya Greyson. What the hell was he to do with this information?

"They won't resist you anymore. If anything, they already feel your pain and want to be of service to you. You can thank me by killing my daughter. I am making your path easy Jeremiah so you have no reason to fail," Razia said.

Before Jer could say another word, the Greyson Luna left and went back home. There was no telling what was going on in her mind, but one thing that Jer was sure of, was that this war was insane.

With Razia gone, Jer walked over to his sleeping mate. He knew what he had done was cruel, but then he had to make sure that she got enough rest. There was no agreement on how long the war would last and he didn't want her to be collateral damage.

His Malika was the most precious thing to him and he would risk everything for him, even his parents. At least that much he was sure of. None of that would matter if he didn't have his Malika.

"I hope you forgive me, my love. I really hope you someday understand that I would do everything to not lose you," Jer whispered defeatedly as he kissed his mate's forehead before carrying her to the most secure room in the pack house, Hawi's suite.

It was strange really, that he had chosen Hawi's suite for Malika, but Jer didn't really have options.

Hawi's room was the most secure chamber in the entire Sicario. She had always worked on improving security measures that for years after she had left, no one had gotten in there.

Hell, even to this day, Jer didn't know what her passcode was, and wouldn't exactly be seen breaking into the room of the best Alpha that Sicario ever had, especially now that he was married.

However, right now, he was going to use magic to get in. the magic that Razia had cast on Malika. It was a one- time thing and the next time Jer wanted to get to Malika, he would have to look for Razia to allow him back in.

Maybe he was taking a dangerous risk, but then he couldn't have his mate die in the hands of his psychotic ex who apparently wasn't even his true mate. What the fuck was not going on here?

"I'll be back for you soon, I promise. When the war winds down and everything is safe, I will come back, but until then, this is the safest place I can leave you," Jer whispered sadly as he kissed his wife.

He lay her on the bed, and covered her up with a duvet, as he turned the auto-air conditioner on. This would be enough for his frail wife and in that time he would fix the mess that he had made.

With one last look at his wife, Jer walked out of the room without looking back once. But that was a good thing, because if he had looked back he would have seen Malika smirking at him.

She had been tasked with finding a way into Hawi's suite, but ever since she had come here, no one ever came here Now that her husband had awakened her in here, she would find what she had been sent for. Perhaps this was a good thing, right?

"Damn, it's been a long year, fuck," Malika sighed as she got up and started checking out the room. She was impervious to magic, so no magic would ever work on her. Not even Razia's.

Malika had pretended to have fallen asleep because she didn't want to wait for longer, besides she really wanted to see what would happen if she played unconscious and really asleep. She was a creature of powerful magic, but Razia didn't know that.

However, her pretense had gotten her into this very secure room, that no one had managed to. It was no wonder no one ever talked or mentioned this suite to her, not even Elodie, even though she would have come here.

Malika looked around the room, careful to leave it the way she had found it. This room had the white wolf's secret all over. There was an entire room in this suite filled with books that could be accessed only by walking through Hawi's front door.

The room decor was dark, almost like it was always meant to be dark in here. The sheets, the walls, everything was dark, the only things that weren't dark were gray and they were just the curtain sheers, which made it even more interesting.

All in all, this palace was every goth woman's dream, certainly not Malika's. But it was a dream room for many.

"Hawi," Malika reached out to her white wolf in the mind-link. She had felt Hawi's mood change suddenly, but she figured it was probably just her being with the warriors since it was already evening.

"Malika."

"I am in your suite."

"Did you know it was Razia Greyson?"

"Fuck."