The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

Club Hernia was boring.

That was Hawi's first impression of it. It was like she didn't want to be there, but at the same time, she had to be there because it was the only way that she would be able to get out of the cruel bubble of life that had been on her.

"Why Are we here again?" Hawi asked and Mbali smacked her in the head. She couldn't believe that this was happening to both of them. They were the best warriors out there and yet they had been reduced to whatever the fuck this was.

"Keep going and smile like a normal person. We are men right now, Hawi. We have to sell it otherwise we are fucked," Mbali reminded as they walked through the pile of bodies that smelled like shit.

Hawi was trying her best to stay put and not fuck things up. She wanted to make sure that things went right but damn the stench of wolves who were around them. How the fuck did people even survive the ugly ass cents in here?

Oh, how Hawi cringed so hard this time.

"Can't we just walk out of here? This is not a place I want to be in, Mbali," Hawi whined once they made it to the door of the HR room and Mbali glared at her like that was the worst thing that Hawi could have ever voiced.

Surely there was a chance for her to voice her thoughts without getting smacked again, no? Well, that was just her wishful thinking, because Mbali strapped on her feet, hard, making her squeal, before she began coughing like the world was on fire.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? I just—" Hawi whined, ready to smack her best friend's head, but then the door to the HR room opened, and right there in front of them was a wolf… a rogue who smelled worse than the sewers of Sicario.

"Khalif and Rafael?" the woman at the door asked and Mbali stared at Hawi, gently nudging her as if to remind Hawi what this was happening no matter what happened along the way for the both of them.

"I'm Rafael, and he's Khalif," Hawi said, her voice deep just like any man's voice. Mbali stared at her in awe, even though she knew Hawi would probably have her head off her neck in one of these many days that they would be working here.

"Oh great. Nice to meet you. Come on in," the woman said before adding, "I'm Samia. Your guide, thought Khalif here already knows how the club works. She told me a lot about you, Rafael. She just didn't mention that you were this good-looking in person."

As Samia rambled her ears off, probably praising Hawi at every chance that she got, Hawi's thoughts were elsewhere. She pondered whether her Rukiya would have loved what she was doing. Find your next read at My Virtual Library Empire

This was the first time that Hawi had been told that she looked good, even though it was somewhat interesting that even under the shadow that she was wearing, she still managed to be attractive.

It was never going to be easy for them and there was no denying that.

"Thank you, Samia. Rafael is not used to talking too much. She will definitely do well as one of the bouncers. Thank you for giving us this chance to work here at your prestigious club, hernia," Mbali said, as she grabbed Hawi's thigh stiffly.

That was all they needed to snap Hawi out of her trance this time. She looked at Mbali like the woman was trying a little too hard to make things a reality when they could just sit and pretend that none of this ever mattered to them.

However, at the same time, this was the perfect distraction for them both and they couldn't deny it. Hawi was tired and wanted to leave but one look at Mbali was all she needed to snap back into action as the human who had come to seek a job.

"Thank you for the chance, Miss Samia," Hawi said and Mbali stared at her in shock.

"All the best in your job. And if you need anything, Rafael, you can always reach out to me. Here is my card," Samia said and Hawi held back a scoff. She couldn't believe that this was actually working.

How feeble were these wolves with the humans, and how easy was it to play with their minds? It was something amusing to her, and she reminded herself of her mission here.

Oh, she knew that this was going to be the easiest way for her and Mbali to fuck up the moon goddess once and for all.

"Thank you. We will get to work now," Hawi said before she and Mbali got up. However, before they left the room, Hawi walked over to where Samia was and kissed her gently on the cheeks, making the woman blush like a tomato.

"Ha… Have a good day, boys," Samia said, and Hawi wicked at her before she had Mbali left. It was so strange and act that the moment they stepped out of the room, they could see Samia giggling like she wasn't a wolf who probably had a mate.

That thought in itself was disgusting to Hawi and she wanted to walk back in there and let the woman know that sometimes life was meant to be respected as the humans too. But then she had no right to do that.

"I never thought you would do that. You keep surprising me, Hawi. How do I know what's going on in your mind?" Mbali teased and Hawi just sighed. This was just so the plan would work.

They needed to get eerily close to the humans and the wolves to make sure that they had the goddess at the palm of their hands and if kissing some random hoe in the middle of a club was it, then Hawi would do it no questions asked.

She would get the answers she needed for her mate and she wouldn't stop, not if the world blade and there was nothing left. She wouldn't stop until she got an explanation for what had happened to the love of her life and hells be damned.

"It's all a part of the plan. Don't be too excited about it, alright?" Hawi said and Mbali just nodded casually. She was just glad that Hawi had decided against burning the human lands again. This was progress for them, however fucked up it was.

"We are to stay on the lookout for any troublemakers and see to it that all is safe if we do well, we will be promoted to the entry zone. That is the palace that we need to be so that we can get the answers we need," Mbali said, almost like a reminder.

Hawi smiled at Mbali who was trying her best not to sound too excited for the chaos that was headed their way. But then again there was no point in even bothering to hide, because they would do so well.

Well, three hundred years later, they were still Rafael and Khalif, the best bouncers of Club Hernia. They changed their faces every thirty years, and their names were eventually reduced to boss and boss.

That was progress, and all those years later they were here no.