The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

"Make it make sense, woman," Malika signed exaggeratedly. but even then she was right.

This woman was unhinged, a thousand levels of unhinged because there was just no way she was the only one who didn't believe Rukiya's love was genuine for her. Was she that broken? Had she really lost complete faith in love?

"Is that why you won't give her what she wants?" Malika asked when Hawi went silent. It was like he was talking to a fighting wall, which was strange, but wasn't Hawi the strangest of creatures in this realm anyway?

"What does she want?" Hawi asked as she stared at Malika as if she wanted more explanation on what the hell Rukiya wanted that she hadn't given her.

As far as Hawi was concerned, she was sure she had moved mountains just to see Rukiya happy. She had done anything and everything on the face of the earth to make sure her mate was happy.

She would go to war for Rukiya and she would win it for Ruru, without a second thought, so she just didn't understand what this was about.

"Are you always this dense in love, or did you stop thinking when it comes to Rukiya? Come on girl, I thought we agreed that our brains were important in battle, how come yours keeps loading when everyone else is on the same page?" Malika teased and Hawi rolled her eyes at the woman.

Her protector was right, but she wouldn't have it any other way. Malika always knew what to say and when to say it. Even though the situation was tense she was lighting up Hawi's mood. Which was incredible really because the woman had been a mess lately hours ago.

"I have my brand, thank you very much. What do you mean she wants? Did she tell you something? Does she want anything? I could go get her whatever she needs even now. Tell me, what is it…" Hawi said.

Malika dropped the weapons down, grabbed Hawi's, and put them down, so she could see for herself whether her mistress was okay in the head or if they needed to schedule an appointment with Hudhayfa, or even better, the camp's medical team.

"You're actually okay. Your eyes are fine, your ears work fine, your hands are okay… Your nose too, and I bet your mouth eats just fine. Then how come you're this dumb? Or are you a clone of my Hawi?" Malika teased and Hawi growled at her.

The night would probably end without her knowing what to ask what Malika wanted.

"She wants you to breed her, stupid," Malika said as she flicked Hawi's forehead and the woman had the audacity to choke on air, as if Rukiya hadn't leaked about her wood earlier in the day. Oh, this girl was something else.

"Once you're done choking you can let me know because I'm not leaving that topic. You already told everyone Malika fucked me twice, I don't see why you shouldn't fuck Rukiya and make it even.

"So I can also tease the both of you," Malika whined and for a moment, Hawi was sure she was the one with the replaced protector, because Malika would seriously consider their breeding a competition, right?

Right?

Oh shit.

"As disgusting as it is to even imagine, so you're telling me, you want me to breed Rukiya so you can tease me about breeding. Like Elodie did to you? Am I getting that right?" Hawi asked even though she could feel the disgust from the idea.

Well, it wasn't such a bad idea really but the way Malika was describing it made it feel like they were going on a breeding competition, which wasn't what was happening right now, or at least Hawi hoped not.

"It's not disgusting—"

"I swear on my mother, if you dare describe your fucks with Elodie, I will disown you."

"That's a little cruel, don't you think? Swearing on your mother. How do you think she got you?"

"Malika—"

"Rukiya wants you to fuck her, it is that simple. You keep giving her hope and you don't get to it, and now you want to run away because Razia is a fucked-up mother and it's making you think you will be s fucked up mate.

"Trust me if you were that level of fucked up, I wouldn't have accepted to be your protector. But see, here we are, you are a good person, Hawi, own it. And fuck the girl for fucks sake… that rhymed. Fuck for fucks sake.

"Damn, I'm smart," Malika said as she fist-bumped the air as if to celebrate her new realization.

This was the Malika Hawi was used to.

The protector who wasn't cold from the war or who wasn't busy with the missions and getting her back gave Haw hope that they would always be themselves despite everything that happened.

That was more than enough, save for her instance… in a breeding competition. That… Hawi wouldn't do it, but she would consider the rest.

"You're always horny. How do you even think like that?" Hawi teased and Malika stared at her with pride.

"Elodie gives me what I want, anytime I want. Unlike you to your mate. All I'm saying is, go back to that tent, and fuck the girl's brains out. If she ends up not being your mate, then nothing changes.

"If you're worried about getting her pregnant, you need not worry about that. When I first met you, I cast a spell on you. So, your seeds will only be special to the woman you mark. Like literally mark with your fangs inside her neck or shoulder or tits… whatever you want to mark.

"So please, by all means, don't be holding back your pleasure because you're scared of breeding her because she might not be your mate. If I were you and I had Rukiya interested in me… anyway, thank fucks I have Elodie, because she fucks," Malika said, cheering on once again.

Awuor Hawi was so done with her protector. This woman was high on something but whatever it was, Hawi wasn't sure if it was the good kind or bad because Hawi was happier than before. Perhaps Malika's crazy mind had done the trick, yeah?

"Go on. How did we go from my suite to breeding?" Hawi asked, as if that would get her a sane answer from Malika. Well, she wasn't hoping for much at this point, but a girl could hope, right?

"Because I am an awesome protector. So, tell me, do you want me to go snuff Razia out right now or we should wait? Also, Jer is dumb fuck. I know you already know that, but he had Razia put a spell to apparently put me to sleep," Malika said, her tone telling Hawi just how offended she was at the mention of the spell.

Hawi knew Malika hated having spells cast on her. They made her want to walk with a poster that claimed she was impervious to magic so warlocks wouldn't bother, but then it was pointless at this point.

"The spell should have worked. At least my mind wouldn't be corrupted by possible sounds of Rukiya moaning my name. Fuck you."

"Elodie will do that," Malika said proudly, and once again, Hawi facepalmed.