The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

"We did it, Ruru. She's here now… Actually, both of them are here" Mbali said as she pulled the blade from Rukiya's thighs, making the woman cry out in agony. It was the kind of cry that would forever haunt Hawi for not coming sooner.

"They're here, into the Cezaevi," Mbali breathed while Rukiya struggled to open her eyes. She had been standing, enduring all the pain while waiting to see Hawi again.

It was the worst gamble for her, because this could have gone wrong in so many ways. But then what mattered was that they had made it to the right side of what they needed. They had figured it out, right? Oh to be strong and yet in so much pain.

"Finally… I thought you were…" Rukiya trailed off as she looked at Hawi, before she fell unconscious, with Hawi holding her so close like the wolf had just decided to play the worst of tricks on them.

Her body was worn out from trying to hold on for so long and for convincing herself that the pain she had been feeling was just an illusion. The past was meant to be the past, and yet that single blade had unearthed Rukiya's greatest fears.

She always hated losing Hawi, or even Hawi pushing her away, and that blade had given her the first experience of the cruelest pain.

She had always imagined that she could heal bit by bit now that she bore Hawi's mark and was truly and definitely loved by the women, but some things were always going to be hard to understand.

"Baby… No," Hawi pleaded as she stared at her unconscious mate. Ruru was sweaty and clearly tired from whatever the fuck had happened. Her hair was tousled and her body was frail for the energy that had been drained from her.

Somehow, even in that state, Rukiya Greyson was the prettiest woman Awuor Hawi had ever seen and she was thankful for the hundredth time, that this was her mate, the love of her life and the woman she would wage a war for.

And speaking of wars, Hawi was emitting so much rage that Mbali felt herself curling up because of it. It was a little hard to understand because of the several complexities around them but damn this was one hell of a fucked-up game for them.

Regardless of everything, her mate shouldn't have been forced to go through that.

"I'm so sorry I came late," Hawi whispered as she sat on the ground that had dried blood on it. She didn't care how she looked or what she appeared as, because the only thing that mattered more than life was already in her arms.

"Mbali… Care to explain what the fuck happened here?" Hawi asked as she looked at the warrior who was staring softly. They had all been through so much shit, and as Hawi's aura grew calm, Mbali felt her anger towards the Russels pop back up.

This couldn't have happened if they hadn't been forced to have a war with the Russels, and if the Russels hadn't done shit that the goddess decided to make them the frontline of the realm.

It wasn't fair on so many instances and Mbali felt like she wanted to fuck the Russels up even more. Granted, she was feeling the pain of losing Amina, the pain of her mate possibly being dead, but she refused to showcase it.

They had to fight them and then think about losing later. Mbali knew this was their test by fate but goodness, it was a hard one and they needed to think.

"Hawi—" Malika tried but then Mblai wasn't about to let her sister take the fall for her deeds this time. They had been apart one too many times and had endured the kind of madness that no one ever bargained for.

The least they could afford each other was the truths, right? Besides, what else could they do without having to deal with the fact that sometimes the universe was a piece of shit and the goddess was what many would refer to as a coward, right?

"I'll do it," Mbali said and her sister sighed. Then again, Mbali could see the questions in Hawi's eyes that needed answers so desperately almost like Hawi needed a reason to keep her wolf calm and not pounce on Mbali because of Rukiya.

It wasn't the easiest of things that they had done, but they had been a team for the longest time, not to mention the trust they had in each other. All Hawi wanted was to understand what the fuck had happened and how they had all gotten to this point.

Then again, they were racing against so many things at the moment that it was almost impossible to tell if they even had the time to work through that.

Did they though?

Did they have the time to work around the specifics of who did what and why?

Was that what was going to work for them this time? Oh, but there were a lot of things that they needed to fix and Mbali knew that too.

"The Russels made it through the gates of Sicario, Hawi. We don't have enough time, because the war is full-blown there," Mbali said earnestly, her words piercing Hawi's heart like the worst case of a broken heart.

Catching a break in this realm was proving to be a wild sport and Hawi despised that reality for them. Hell, it was like they would never get to have a peaceful day because of the Russels and she could have killed them earlier.

Then again, where was the fun in killing them fast when that family had spent their entire lives haunting the realm and making people worry about them and look behind their backs for the rest of their lives?

The Russels deserved no one's forgiveness and Hawi wouldn't be the first to forgive them. Hell, she wasn't even considering getting on the forgiving list this time.

"Fuck," Hawi grumbled as she stared at the unconscious woman in her arms. She knew there had to be more to this, but Sicario being in danger and them being here at the moment was just not adding up.

Perhaps there was a way for her to work around it, but what the fuck was she supposed to do about it? Everything was fading slowly and they didn't even have time to make do with what they had.

Happiness was proving to be an uphill task for them as warriors and even as wolves and Lycans. This wasn't fair on any level, but were they supposed to go and cry about it in the distance?

"I know you have so many questions, so I will try to summarize the little we got from there. Sebastian and Alex are in Sicario. As far as we know, they trapped their other siblings in the Cezaevi and left the used Sifir on the ground," Mbali said as she pointed to the artifact on her hands.

They hadn't even had time to comprehend what had happened. They had been out here for several hours, as they tried to make everything make sense, but frankly, this would take them all more than just a minute to take in.

It was a lot and they couldn't even be blamed for it. This was bullshit in so many ways, but perhaps they had to wait it out?

"What the fuck?" Malika said as she looked at her sister.