The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

"Do we understand each other now?" Hawi asked and Razia nodded, but Hawi pressed harder on the woman's neck. She could feel Razia's trachea and just a little more force and Razia Greyson would have a crushed trachea.

Razia stared into Hawi's eyes, her hands curling into fists yet for some reason she was unable to use her hands on Hawi. That was probably because Malika had bound Razia's hands with magic, not to mention she had trashed all of Razia's magic.

Left alone there Razia was just another werewolf who hoped to be safe, but would that even work now that Hawi was done being nice or even playing the little game of truths and falses? Would Razia even survive this?

"Ngh," Razia groaned in response and Hawi stared at her as if she hadn't heard the woman. It was a cruel thing for her to do, seeing Razia was in so much pain. The ribs out of her chest looked strained, almost like they had just snapped.

It was a sight that no one had expected, not even Malika herself, and yet like everyone on this side of the dungeons, Malika stared calmly. She was watching with intent and amusedly and she hoped Razia wouldn't lie because Hawi was not a nice person.

"I'm not sure if you just cursed at me, or if you said we understand each other. So I'll break your hip bone just to be sure, right?" Hawi said as she released one hand from Razia's neck and lined her hand next to Razia's waist.

Despite being a mother, Razia was fit as a fiddle. She was still a warrior, which made it easier for her body parts to be figured out real fast. It was heartbreaking really, but then Awuor Hawi didn't care about what Razia wanted or wished for.

The woman could decide to bark and all Hawi could do was just let out a laugh and encourage her to break even louder. It all just didn't make any sense but then nothing would ever make sense to an angry Hawi.

"Oh damn, I see it," Hawi said as she turned her hand into werewolf claws. They were beautiful white claws and her [par that was white made it all a sight to behold. This is perfection on its own, even though it was time to ruin someone.

The white claws traced Razia's waist as if trying to locate a particular bone. Hawi already knew where it was, but then she loved watching Razia bleed from the harsh brushes of Hawi's claws.

There was not a thing that Razia could do now, other than hope that this woman wasn't as crazy. Well, that would have worked if the woman was someone else, but then she was Hawi, so there wasn't much to even think of.

"Ta-da! Found it!'' Hawi said excitedly as she intentionally pushed her claws into Razia's liver, puncturing the organ and making the woman release a low whine. Her eyes were already teary, probably because of the pain, but Hawi didn't care.

She had cured so many tears in the past. She had wished for salvation more than once and yet no one had come for her. Instead, the people she trusted had worked together to make her life even harder.

It was already bad enough that she was accused of murdering her mother but then going back to a home that didn't have her entire family was something that Hawi hadn't imagined.

She had planned on clearing her name and proving to her father that she was innocent, but then she would never get that chance. She would never see her mother and father bickering again.

She would never watch her father and brother play football with the warriors out in the field. She would never get to watch her brother and father run to her for safety from their mother, only for Hawi to join them in looking for safety.

They had been a perfect simple family, one that thrived on love and faith, but then everything came down eventually. What had been home to her, had been turned into an illusion and she had been blamed for it all.

Hawi knew it would take forever to get used to the chaos in her life but then she would never be able to find something to fill the emptiness left by her three favorite people. They should have been alive, but the woman in front of her had decided to ruin it all for her.

"You sound healthy,'' Hawi said as she dug her claws deeper into Razia, forcing the woman to let out a scream for mercy. Her screams only seemed to encourage Hawi, because the woman momentarily forgot that her claws were there for the hipbone.

She was enjoying the grunts from Razia, so Hawi released her hand from Razia's throat, making sure to maintain eye contact with the woman even as she screamed her lungs out.

"Oh, Razia sweetheart, was that how my mother creamed when you and Jer used my claws to rip her apart?" Hawi asked, as she clawed her free hand onto Razia's right side, before she casually used her claws in Razia's body, to list the woman up.

There was blood. A lot of blood, and that only excited Hawi more. She loved what she was seeing and wanted to see whether Razia Greyson had enough blood in her to make a 'little pretty pattern.

Malika watched in silence as Hawi played around with Razia like a rag doll, with the once-powerful woman having nothing to defend herself. Razia was a wolf, but here and now she was just a human, with no abilities.

She couldn't even lift her hands to defend herself, not to mention shift into her wolf. He was helpless and at Hawi's mercy. Which is not working out quite well because Razia was turning paler.

Maybe she shouldn't have been too quickly and let herself be in the cage that Hawi had put her in. At least in that cage, there was nothing like this. Hawi wouldn't have trapped her like this.

For a woman out of a cage, Razia Greyson never felt so trapped. Her chest was constricting and he could swear that her insides were filling with blood. Her punctured liver wasn't even punctured anymore. The organ had been crushed to pieces.

Hawi loved whatever she was doing, because each time Razia almost fell asleep, Hawi would head-butt her and keep the woman steady. Sleep was not something that a Razia would get, and death was probably the easiest and most merciful option for her.

However, would that even work in Razia's favor, when the protector was smiling creepily at her? And it was like Razia Greyson was just a plaything for the two of them and there wasn't a soul coming for her.

"You didn't answer me, Razia. Was this how my mother screamed for help? Tell me, and I will stop, at least for now," Hawi taunted as her clothes were now covered in Razia Greyson's blood.

Oh, but this was the most beautiful sight that Hawi had ever seen.

"Sh… She didn't scream… She never had the chance to," Razia said and Hawi roughly pulled out her claws from Razia's insides, ignoring the blood she was losing.