The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[SICARIO]

"I'll be back as soon as possible, baby. Elodie will take good care of you. If she tries anything, I will kill her without asking questions. She knows that already. Trust me, okay?" Jer said and Malika tugged onto him even more tightly, making Elodie want to puke.

She was getting tired of Jer threatening her life and she was sick of watching Malika hold on to the man tighter than her lifeline. Anyone would think that Jer was the only reason Malika was living, making Elodie want to ruin the alpha herself.

Elodie had never thought Malika could be like this, but then they both knew that this was an act that Malika had perfected for this man. It had to be made real because of the current circumstances, and she would do whatever it took.

But that didn't excuse the feeling that Elodie was feeling right now. Perhaps they could skip to the end which was probably the only good part in all of this, yeah?

"Please don't be long… And dear husband, I know it's not in my place to warn you of anything, but be wary of that alpha Rukiya. She looks like a lot of trouble," Malika said and Jer just smiled at her reassuringly.

Jeh was proud of how she had stood up earlier and was convinced that she hadn't made the wrong choice when he accepted Malika as his Luna. He just had to coach her a few more times and she would be the perfect luna for him to run Sicario with.

"Be well, my love. Elodie won't harm you and she will take care of you, no matter how long my discussion with Alpha Rukiya is. And make sure to eat, okay?" Jer said and Malika nodded like the trophy wife she was supposed to be.

It was just a matter of time, and she had to be patient. Oh but her patience was something that even she was getting shocked about. What the hell had she become and when the hell had they both gotten to this point with each other?

"I— I like being around you, husband," Malika said and Elodie snickered.

If the ground would open and swallow Jer right now, Elodie would be the first to push the man in and make sure he didn't come out. But she had to hope Hawi gave her that chance because this man was testing her patience in impossible ways.

"Both of you might kill me with your sweetness to each other. Please Jer, go. I will take care of her until you're back for her alright," Elodie said shooing Jer away.

She just couldn't take it anymore and she had just been punished a week ago. It would be crazy if she landed in the dungeons again, and this time for actually killing her alpha over jealousy.

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"Fine. She's mine, Kane. Protect her and feed her," Jer said heartily, it was almost possible to see the hearts in his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, bye. See you around," Elodie said as they watched Jer leave.

With Jer gone, the assembly hall was technically empty. Everyone had left, even the warriors. The atmosphere was relaxed as they all took in the reality of Dom's passing. There was a grave for them to visit besides the former Sicario Luna.

Perhaps that would be the best solace for the people of Sicario, given Dominic Sicario was a good beta to them right? Maybe this right here was a good rite of passage.

But was Dom truly dead?

What was the assurance that this wasn't just some sick game between former alpha Sicario and his son, trying to see how long they would hold out?

However, even if that was so, there was just no reason for the father and son to be playing games, seeing as they already knew Hawi was dead, right?

Unless they had suspicions, but then Malika had covered her bases well that no one, however perfect they were, would ever know that Hawi was alive. Unless there were untapped bonds between the Sicario family members.

And if that was so, then Jer himself had been bested, given he didn't have a clue of how true that could be.

"Hello, Luna Malika. Seems like it's just you and me, again," Elodie said as she looked around as if to make sure that there was no one who would listen to their conversation. She had so much she wanted to say, but she wasn't sure where to start.

Perhaps the 'hello' seemed like a good start for them and the tension between them.

"Yeah, what's up, beta Elodie," Malika greeted in the same tone and Elodie sighed. This woman wasn't going to be easy to deal with.

"How is your day?" Elodie asked and Malika groaned this time. She looked like her mind was elsewhere, and certainly not related to whatever the fuck Elodie Kane was interested in.

"There are other dungeons in Sicario, right?" Malika asked not even focusing on the small talk that Elodie was trying to make.

She knew Elodie would ask about the kiss and her lipstick and frankly, Malika wasn't in the mood for that discussion. She had held on enough with the damned meeting earlier, but right now, she was running out of time.

She needed to get to Hawi, before anyone did, and make sure that her mistress was safe.

She was never one to fail her mission, but the longer Malika knew Hawi, and how unpredictable the woman was, Malika wasn't even sure they would be able to make it to the stage where Hawi was crowned the ruling wolf, given her white wolf status.

The white wolves were technically the heads of the werewolf kingdom. Sure, the realm had leaders and whatnot, but no one ever sat on the werewolf throne other than the white wolves.

Over the years, many white wolves had sat on the throne and let the power get to their head to the point that they had to be killed by the protectors as a way of keeping the realm safe. And frankly, the same was expected of Hawi.

However as the years had passed, the Protectors of Olyana had begun trusting Hawi. They had seen how raw her anger was and how she had never thought of her power.

Her main aim to get back to Sicario was purely vengeance and justice for her dead mother and that was admirable of her. Perhaps it was also why Malika had been told that Hawi would be protected by the protectors no matter who she crossed while in her quest for vengeance.

"What did you mean?" Elodie asked, worried that Malika was researching dungeons to go and do something evil. But even if she was, Elodie had no capacity to stop her.

If Malika wanted a blood bath, then the only one who could stop her was Hawi. Just Hawi, who was conveniently out of reach at the moment. Perhaps they would have to figure out a way around this, right?

"I don't know if you're playing dumb or if this is just some way for you to avoid the discussion. But I need to know, Ella. My mistress is in trouble and I can feel her presence in this room, even with everyone gone.

"So, tell me, where are the other Sicario dungeons? There must be a few hidden somewhere for you guys to take your prisons, no?" Malika asked.

Elodie wasn't sure if she was supposed to be flattered that Malika called her Ella or if she was to be worried that Hawi was in trouble again. What the fuck was going on with them today anyway?

The day that should have been good had slowly turned into the madhouse they were in and it wasn't pleasant, at all.

"Are you looking for the former alpha, Sicario?" Elodie asked worriedly.

She could sense the tension and this time; she was smart enough to read the room and ask the right questions. Besides, if she did well, there was a chance that they all would have their happy ending. However, was that a given?

"No, Ella. I'm looking for my Mistress. I haven't heard from her since she locked the mind links. The only thing I felt was her pain, which she had blocked, but I guess it was too much if the pain broke the barriers and got to me.

"Before you ask me if I can track her, I can't. She commanded me not to use magic to track her. So, the hidden dungeons, do you know where they are?" Malika asked.

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