The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[GREYSON]

"The crazy one… Here? Without supervision?" Sherry asked.

"Unfortunately, yes. The protectors are linked to Malika. Which means that we can wake them up if we wake Malika up," Hudhayfah explained.

"Great, and Mbali fits how?"

"She is Malika's blood sister," Hudhayfah said, earning gasps from Sherry.

The warriors in the room didn't seem so shocked or maybe they were too shocked to even come to terms with that little reality. The chance that two of the psychos were of the same bloodline wasn't something they wanted to let the world know.

The Jabali sisters were doomed on their own and to know that they were together in this would make it all a little too crazed. But then what other options did Hudhayfah have?

If he didn't reach out to Mbali, there would be more massacres and right now there were a little too many wars going on and they needed to try and have the winning hand.

"The universe must be crazy," Sherry sighed defeatedly as she looked at the woman who was lying on the bed.

There was nothing to tell them what was happening here real or even how they were to make them untangle even if they managed to get Mbali onboard. However, they had to wait and hope.

"Do it," Sherry added.

She was done trying to play safe and the Greyson wolves were still worried about the safety of the eleven protectors.

They were scared that the other protectors would come looking for their friends and then Greyson would be in deep trouble. It wasn't something that they would be able to work out with ease, as if it was a little too dangerous for them to even consider.

"Alright," Hudhayfah said before turning to the Lycans who were there with them. If there was anyone who knew how to summon Jabali Lihle, then the Lycan warriors she loved would definitely be it.

They were in her team and they had some sort of pact. Which was even weird especially now that they had been out and Mbali hadn't been affected… or hadn't she?

"You guys call out to her," Hudhayfah said and one of the Lycans created a portal and went through it, making Hudhayfah stare at them like they had gone bonkers.

The whole purpose of not creating portals was to make sure that Hawi wasn't alerted but then as it was, they had long blown that up right? So Hudhayfah sighed as he waited for the warrior to come back with Mbali.

They didn't know how much time had passed but they sure hoped that it wasn't a omg time. Because then it would be a little too hard to explain.

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[SICARIO]

Two days had passed since Malika left Sicario and while Hawi wanted to say she wasn't worried, she knew she was using herself.

Deep down she was scared of something that happened to her protector. All the mind links had been shit and Malika never ever did that. Not even when Hawi was having her episodes or even when Malika had to go back to the land beyond Olyana.

It was an agreement and a reminder that they would always be there for each other no matter what happened. It should have been easier, but with two days gone, there was no doubt that Hawi was losing her mind.

This wasn't supposed to be like this, but then she had tried tracking Malika and she had gotten her scent. It was almost like Malika Jabali had faded off the face of the earth. Her protector had disappeared and expectedly.

Hawi's first suspect was in the dungeons.

"Where is she?" Hawi asked Atticus. It had been a while since she had come down here.
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While Rukiya, Mbali, and Elodie were trying to help restore the pack to what it should have been before they could determine whether or not Hawi was to be freed of the charges of killing her mother, no one had come to check on Atticus.

It was nothing personal, or maybe it was, but then it wasn't like anyone would be able to miss them right?

"What?" Atticus was forced out as she tried to look around. He couldn't remember a lot and he didn't know shit about most things.

Right now, he was still reeling from the pain of feeling his duster's fire burn out. He had felt every ounce of pain that Razia had felt when she had died and that was still haunting him.

He was the big brother and he was supposed to be the one who took care of the family and made sure they stayed sane enough to work things out, but then here he was, a useless fuck that didn't even remember what time it was.

Hell, he had no magic to reel him into the world of the living. In these dungeons, he was just like a ghost that needed to disappear but also one who wasn't sure what the fuck was to be done.

Who was he? Who really was he? Or was he just the mess that Awuor Hawi had managed to seduce him into? This wasn't fair, but then it wasn't time for him to go crying to his mommy.

No one was coming, and even if someone was, Awuor Hawi had asked for his ascent so none of them would be table to reach him. Unless she wanted them to. Oh, how Hawi was cruel; well, she was their perfect creation. The ultimate monster.

"Malika. Where is she? She left and hasn't come back. My guess is that your little brothers had something to do with her disappearance. So, where is she?" Hawi asked and Atticus sighed.

How the fuck was he to know what was happening with his brothers when he had no real grasp of life at the moment? He had lost a lot and put people through worse, but this woman was still unhinged through and through.

"How would I know? I have been here., I didn't have my magic and you're the one in power. Don't tell me you lost the one person who could keep you safe from the endless chaos headed your way," Atticus forced out with a sad laugh.

"You're useless," Hawi sighed as she knocked him out with her magic.

She was getting frustrated and she knew the only other person who would know what happened to Malika was the bastard she had been mated to for almost ten years, the same man she wanted to torture until the goddess would be the one who appealed for his life.

"You… where is she? You are a little too obsessed with her not being the woman you married. What did you do this time? Where is she?" Hawi asked boredly as she looked at her, who was tied up inside a thin bar cage.

He looked like someone was trying to make bread rolls with his body, but shaped him just enough to be in a standing position and thick enough just so he would be able to fit in between the bars.

Hell, the man couldn't move a leg before being kissed by silver. Malika was truly insane for this and it was understandable that Jer was mad at her, but that still didn't explain shit.

"I told you it would always be you and me against the world, my sweet Awuor. Seems like it happened a little too soon, yeah?" Jer said with a sinister laugh.