The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[SICARIO]

"What's he saying, Russel? What does he mean that I was never the alpha of this pack? What about the things I sacrificed for them? What of the adsorbents you made me do? Did you fucking know about this?" Jer asked angrily as he held Razia roughly.

"You heard him. Awuor Hawi was never stripped of her alpha title. A formal ceremony to dethrone her as the Sicario alpha wasn't ever done, that is why she is still the Sicario alpha. Everyone already knew it, I wonder why you didn't," Razia said tiredly.

She was trying to hold on, but with all that was happening, she had nothing to hold on to. There was really nothing that she could do other than let fate take its course.

Razia had dialed and she owned it, and she wasn't about to hold on to that failure in the hope that things could have changed. She had five other siblings and maybe they would be able to do the one stating that she and Atticus hadn't been able to do.

Staring at Jer she knew that this was the end of the road for the both of them. She couldn't take it anymore. So while everyone was distracted, Razia Greyson forced herself to shift into her wolf.

She knew that the wolfsbane in her body had slowed down because she was in her human form. That was why it was taking a lot of time to kill her, and if this went on, it would take at least ten years like this.

But Razia didn't have the strength to keep fighting. She couldn't stand there and pretend like the world was good to her or even with her in it. She had fucked up and she has broken the first rule of being a Russel warlock.

She let herself be caught and that was the most dangerous thing.

If she survived this and went back to her family, they would brand her a traitor and want her head. Perhaps that's why she struggled to shift into her wolf despite the extreme pain she was in. Explore new worlds at m,v l'e-m|p y r

Her energy was spent by the time she managed to shift into her black royal wolf. However, a few seconds later, the last of her heart beats were heard, as her eyes rolled to the back of her herald, and she breathed her last, before instantly turning into ashes.

"No… no. not like this, no!!!" Jer screamed as he sure had to Razia. But then there was nothing but ash dust left of the former Greyson luna. He was once again left alone, in a group of wolves who looked at him with a sprite for all that he had done.

He knew they despised him and he wasn't about to be here pretending like everything was alright with him.

"Stay away from me. I command you! I am your alpha!!" Jer shouted as the Sicario wolves closed in on him. Their rage so evident that they knew that all this while their alpha had truly been innocent and the fraud was the one they had been trusting with their lives.

The bastard dared to lead them into war and let them lose pathetically something that made the wolves even angrier but then was that ever going to be enough? Was their fury ever going to be enough to make up for all the lives lost because of Jeremiah Warner?

Was it ever going to be enough for the cash they had been forced to endure?

"You are the worst fraud we ever had for an alpha," Theo said angrily before they started hurling stones at Jer. They were so mad it was heartbreaking. They wanted to let out their anger in every way they could, so they reported to public stoning.

For a moment there they were worried he would die, but then when the Sicario wolves remembered how stupid this man had made the in front of the entire realm, they set their humanity aside and kept hitting him.

For two hours, they had stoned the man, buying him piles and piles of stone while they coursed him and everything that had gotten him to this place.

They hated him and wanted to kill him, but then thousands and thousands of stones were still not enough it seems, because even with all that done, they could still eat his erratic heartbeats.

That was easily the most annoying sound for a lot of them.

This man didn't deserve their love or pity, so they kept stoning him.

"Seems like he has an immortal spell on him," Theo said angrily when they realized that the man was not dying.

His state was so terrible as fuck and yet he was slowly healing, he was recovering from the wounds and it was apathetic. They had spent their time tearing him apart and yet all they got was a bastard who couldn't even die?

"Took you long enough, you ungrateful piece of shit," Jer said angrily as he suddenly got up from under the stones, his eyes bloodshot, and his body covered in dark veins.

He looked like he was a son and he couldn't think straight, and yet at the same time, he looked different. It didn't take the wolves long before they realized that the man before them was no longer a wolf, but a werewolf-warlock hybrid.

They had killed him but then the spell that Atticus had cast on him had kept him alive, and he came back as a hybrid; one who was so pissed that he wanted all of their blood.

So expectedly, Jer decided to test out Atticus's theory of his life being immortal for a while.

He would have to be careful though. The spell was meant to keep him a sane wolf for fifty years, but knowing that he had died, and unintentionally been transformed into a strong wolf hybrid.

He was dangerous to the regular wolves, and so he began throwing the wolves around. His rage got him casting the wolves all over, and suddenly there were screams for help.

"Oh year, you want to kill me? Yeah, you did, now it's my turn to return the favor you stupid ass wolves," Jer growled out as he charged the stones towards the crowd, making sure to hurt as many as he could.

Well, that was his intention, before Hawi showed up, with Malika and her team, staring at Jer like he had lost his mind. Well, he really had this time.

Love and loss were some things that Jeremiah Warner had never gotten accustomed to and now he was being forced to experience that with his Malika dead and with Razia dead.

This wasn't what he had expected but then pain was something that got him barking up the wrong tree.

"No one said anything about killing you, Jeremiah. Relax," Hawi said as she forced Jer to shift into his wolf form, and Malika brought a silver leash and tied Her up with it so easily that the wolves were in shock.

Elodie was helping the wolves get up, while Mbali and Rukiya were using magic to heal the injured wolves. It was a sight so beautiful yet heartbreaking at the same time.

Jer was helpless, but then the Sicario warriors had never felt any safer than they were at the moment. They had lost so much but then there was someone who could hurt Jer. This was interesting as chaotic as it was.

"I will kill you. I swear I will kill you," Jer seether as he growled at Hawi who stared at him with a bored face.

For the first time in four years, Hawi had finally opened the mind links she shared with Sicario. Ever since her banishment, she had been so angry that she had locked them out and left them to their fate.

She hadn't once bothered to come to their aid, but this time, with Razia dead, and Jer crawling, she knew it was time. She was their alpha and nothing would ever change that, not even her.

So, the least she could do was to reopen their links.

In the process, she made sure to include Elodie in the sicario links, not to mention Mbali, Malika and Rukiya Greyson. It was a moment that should have been exciting, but then there was confusion which Hawi had expected.

"I know. Atticus gave you a few writers' tears, right? But do you know what happens each time you attempt to kill me and you inexplicably fail?" Hawi asked and Jer's wolf looked at her like she was talking shit.

It was already insane enough that they had been tasked with killing the world's impossible wolf but then right now, Jet could only hope that He wasn't insane as much. But then that was like asking for pure water in the desert.

Hell, even deserts, and cactus as proof of life.

For Jer, there would be worse things coming his way and the Marilyn on Hawi's face was proof of it all. But that didn't stop Jeremiah. He kept tugging at the leash Malika had kept on him, agitating Malika even more.

"Mistress, can I please knock him out unconscious?' Malaika asked having had enough of Her. She despised this man and she wanted to kill him, but she couldn't. Not like this. There was clearly still more than they needed to work out.

"Of course, have your fun. I'll help them get up," Hawi said as she looked around at the wolves that were once part of her home, and her lifeline.

She was happy she was back home, but still, she hadn't been officially cleared of the charges of killing her mother. She was still a banished alpha even if she was the only Sicario alpha.

And she had to make sure it was dropped. But before that, she would help them out.

"Everyone! Hold still for a moment!" Hawi said when she saw Rukiya falter. She had little and weak magic and she was trying to help them which was beautiful but Hawi hadn't brought the love of her life along just so she could be hurt in the process.

Her Rukiya was hers to protect and over and no one would ever take that form from her, not even the pain of her people.

"Baby—" Rukiya began, clearly not understanding what Hawi was addressing.

Some of the wolves had really been hurt by Jer's madness and if they delayed then there wouldn't be a chance for them to be healed. They couldn't waste time like that and Rukiya was worried.

Hawi on the other hand knew that Ruru was desperate because she had been unable to save Adolf and the other Greyson wolves. She had lost a lot and Hawi wasn't going to fault her for it.

Her mate was allowed to feel, but she was here, so she was safe with Hawi.

"It's okay, my love. Just hold on a moment. I'll make it all better," Hawi said while Malika smirked knowingly.