The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

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[HAWI]

Going through the portal and leaving Rukiya had to be the hardest decision the wild girl had ever made in her life. She had been sure that there wouldn't ever be a reason for them to go to war with different sides and yet here she was, leaving, again.

It was something that had halted and while she couldn't get Rukiya's goodbye face off her mind, she hoped the goddess that trains through Razia Greyson would be way better for her.

She needed the anger to keep her going, because otherwise, she would be lonely and distracted, not to mention she would be stuck in a loop in which she would lose things all the damn time. She couldn't have that again.

Her nightmares had fucked her up big time, especially when she finally held her father in her arms. That hadn't been the reunion she had hoped for, but then it wasn't like she had a choice in the matter.

"Hawi… where is Razia?" Malika asked as they kept going in circles in the portal. It was almost like they were not headed to a normal destination, which couldn't be put beyond Hawi, seeing the rage with which she had thrown Razia then.

"Sicario," Hawi said nonchalantly, and Malika choked on the dust they were swirling in. However, before she could say something or even catch her breath, they were thrown into a room, and the portal closed.

Malika had seen Hawi be crazy most of the time, but this right here was straight-up the craziest thing she had ever done. Of all the places she could have taken Razia, her suite in the Scenario pack house was never part of Malika's assumptions.

There was no amount of crazy in the dictionary that could define this moment, and Malika could have sworn she had met the devil herself. Who the fuck was this woman, really, and what the fuck had they walked into?

Well, it was easier to ask what the fuck Hawi had led them into. But then the woman wasn't even saying anything. It was like she had finally shit up after the endless groans in the portal.

Was this the new destination for hell?

"Your suite? Your fucking suite? The same one which I was supposed to be dead in?" Malika asked and Hawi didn't even bother answering her. If anything, the mad woman wasn't even surprised they were here or even that someone had supposedly killed her.

That wasn't news to her, blood would be shed, and she didn't mind whenever the fuck that would be. As long as she got to the bottom of her mother's death. Over the years she had heard so many things that sounded true.

Hell, even if they were true, Hawi was not going to give in until she heard the truth herself. And that was why they were here. In her suite, the most secure room in the entire pack. This room was more secure than the entire Sicario.

"What the fuck are we doing here?" Malika asked and Hawi just stared at her as if silently begging her to shut the fuck up.

The suite was just like Hawi had left it, save for fire disturbances that had Malika's signature all over it thanks to the time that Malika had been sent to get into this suite and find answers.

Then again, there was no point for that right now, because the owner of the suite was back in it and could get whatever it was she had needed before. However, did she have to be this creepy about it?

"Cooking water… what do you think?" Hawi said sarcastically when she suddenly moved her bed to the side, and cast a spell on the space that was left, only for three basement doors to show up.

In her career as the protector and as someone who dealt with so many security issues, Malika had never met someone as unhinged as this one. There was no explanation for what was going on in her mind, so she simply voiced it, in the hope that maybe Hawi would be feeling kinder and help her out, right?

"Who the fuck has three tunnels under their bed?" Malika asked and Hawi rolled her eyes at her protector.

"Are you coming or will you stand there admiring a room smelling like death?" Hawi asked and Malika sighed, before she stood on the side and Hawi opened one of the tunnels.

Malika had so many questions, and she hoped that she would get her answers. This wasn't what she had imagined when she had been assigned to Hawi, but then it wasn't like her assignment was the easiest to deal with, right?

Blindly, Malika followed Hawi through the tunnel she had opened, flinching a little when he heard how hard the tunnel closed behind them and the bed moved back to place. It was almost like they hadn't gotten or even pushed the best to the side.

"Are we there yet?" Malika asked and Hawi let out a chuckle.

"Aren't I the one who should be scared, especially with all the people after me?" Hawi teased and Malika just growled lowly at her as if to tell How that this was different, but was it, or had Malika and Hawi grown so used to each other?

"We're here," Hawi said after what felt like ages, when they had just been in the tunnels for five minutes. The tunnels were well-lit, so they could see whether they were going. It was like a whole new world for them.

"Holy shit," Malika said when Hawi came to a stop, and right before them, stood the woman that Hawi had pushed into an unknown portal, Razia Greyson. Now that she looked at Razia, Malika was sure the devil had nothing on Awuor Hawi.

The underground bunker was beautiful and was fully-stocked, like Hawi had been readying herself for the apocalypse or even an epidemic. There were fully stocked freezers here, motorbikes, cars that fit every weather condition.

There was even a bed, a huge one, that could accommodate four adults and still leave some space. This right here was a mini-world on its own, and Malika hadn't ever seen this.

Expectedly Malika began wondering where or how the fuck Hawi had managed to get those huge-ass trucks under here. It just didn't make sense, but then nothing about Awuor Hawi would ever make any sense.

"Say hello to Razia Greyson, or the dumb fuck who tried to kill my mate," Hawi said, but then it took Malika a moment to realize that the statement wasn't for her, but for the other prisoners under there.

"Hello, Razia Greyson," the prisoners echoed as Hawi changed from the clothes she had been wearing, to lighter ones. She had braided her white hair when he had come down here, so it would be easier for her.

Malika watched as Hawi changed into a black spaghetti top, and black tight pants, before a table suddenly popped, and on it, was every torture item she had ever thought of. It was so wild, that for a moment, Malika wondered if they were back in Olyana.

"I missed you guys, so I brought you someone new… Unfortunately, Razia won't be staying with us for long, because she is a part of the team that killed my mother. So, you guys can say your goodbyes later," Hawi said as she cracked her knuckles.