The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

They should have portaled… They could have… but that was never a choice.

And even if they didn't portal, the road to Sicario was a day long.

But fourteen days later, they were still on the road to Sicario.

Rukiya, Mbali, Malika, and Elodie had tried reaching out to her, but she was a shell, a mask of what had once been. She was a vessel, one that was always so empty. But this time, she was a vessel of pure rage.

She was what the horror stories talked about. She was the kind of evil that the world was scared to face. They were her friends and even they were scared of her. She was what many would call the great evil.

But she called herself her mother's daughter, her brother's sister, and better, her father's daughter. She was what had remained of the Sicario household. She was the face that had been banished more than once by many.

She was what pain and anger looked like, but even then she was the kind that still remembered the closest people to her. Maybe because Rukiya Greyson was always there to hold her hand.

Or maybe it was because her best friend was always trying to keep her sane and connected with reality. Or perhaps it was because the Jabali sisters were deadly loyal to her and would follow her to the pits of whatever hell she led them to.

After all, she was Awuor Hawi Sicario.

"It's been fourteen days… what do you think she is looking for?" Rukiya asked as they followed the blood trail that was left by Atticus.

They were walking ten feet behind her, and while she hadn't said a word to them in fourteen days, the only hope they had for her, was that whenever they stopped to eat, she would join them in silence.

Sure, she never joined their discussions, she never did anything other than play death games with Atticus. She was a horror story that had come to life, and the screams of the poor shadow warlock had been heard along all the roads they walked.

Some people had looked at them in disgust and worry, but those who knew who she was, never walked the same road as her again. They kept their distance and made sure to use the roads only after her.

No one wanted to be there beside her if they weren't her friends, because no one would ever know how to talk to someone who didn't talk and someone who just tortured the warlock because she wanted to.

"You're her mate! You should know!" Mbali whispered as they followed her closely. They were worried for her, the girl they had loved and cherished. They were scared for her sanity, but then there wasn't much left, was there?

"How the fuck am I to know that when I am on the same page as all of you. She shut all the mind links, and even the mate link is closed off. I am scared of opening it, given she's the one who did it.

"I don't know what is going on, but I have a feeling she doesn't want me to know what horrors are in her mind at the moment. I worry that she is in pain again and is locking us out," Rukiya whispered and they looked at her like she was insane.

Maybe she was right to feel like Hawi was pushing her away. Maybe Rukiya Greyson was right to imagine that nothing would ever be the same, and maybe, in that moment, just maybe, she was right to feel neglected.

But then how was she to even embrace that when each night, Hawi made sure to walk around and keep them safe? When Hawi never slept unless Malika was awake to take the second watch?

How was Rukiya to even say that she missed who Hawi was when the girl had promised her that she would make things right? Perhaps she was thinking, but Hawi had grown more protective of them.

Since the army had fallen, Hawi had become more vigilant, like she was on the lookout for someone or something that would try to take her people from her. She was always holding on to some hope that it would all be alright.

They were all immortals here, but Hawi never rested. She never let go. When her first watch was done, she would sleep next to her Rukiya and hold her softly, as she tried to ease the alpha's pain of losing her best friend.

Hawi had been understanding even if she was a shell of herself. Perhaps that's why complaining didn't make any sense. Sure, they missed the Hawi they had known, but this Hawi was saving them.

"Don't overthink it, Rukiya. My sister is doing fine. She's not locking us out, if she did, she would disappear and never let us see her again until she was done with whatever. And no, she's not distant. She's just thinking of a way out.

"As long as her cold eyes still look at you with love, and still soften when she looks at us, just let her be. I know it might be a little hard, given we are used to her snapping at everyone or even keeping her distance.

"Things may have gotten crazy, but the only consolation we have is that she hasn't pushed us away. So don't overthink it, we'll be fine, you'll see," Elodie said as she looked at Hawi who was currently playing with one of the bones she had gotten from Atticus's spine.

They were already theory minutes into their walk today, and the pillars of the Sicario pack could be seen. They were heading home, where the mess began, and it was consoling that she was with them anyway.

"You really do understand," Rukiya said in awe.

Maybe even she would be able to learn more about Hawi than what met the eyes, right? Maybe at the end of the day, when Hawi always came home to her, she would be able to know if she was okay.

"You will too, don't worry. Right now, my sister is a warrior, and there are chances that she won't say a word unless she has to. She loves you though, so that shouldn't be a problem.

"Besides, if it's any consolation, she's never leaving again, it's obvious in her eyes," Elodie added and they all just nodded in silence as they kept moving.

They weren't sure if they would go around Sicario again, or if they would have to deal with the madness of a warlock that had gone mute from crying too much. The pain Atticus had experienced was out of this world. Read latest stories on m_v-l'e|-NovelBin.net

He had been tortured by a mute woman who couldn't even say shit to him. He couldn't even negotiate with her and that scared the hell out of the warlock. His executioner was feeding him silence and that was something he wasn't used to.

Hell, he had never been forced into this kind of a position, but then there was always time for everything right?

"Alright," Rukiya said when they reached the Sicario gates.

As usual, she figured they were glamoured and no one could see them, but when they heard one of the watchers mention Hawi's name, they knew the call home had finally come.

"Two weeks later, we are at our destination," Malika said excitedly and they all cheered softly, while Hawi just kept playing with Atticus's spine.