The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

That evening was an emotional one for the Sicario wolves. The learning of their alpha's departure was something that they hadn't been looking forward to. They had done a lot together in the seven months that they had been together with Hawi.

Most of them wanted to ask for more time but when they heard Hawi's reason for leaving, there wasn't much that could be done. There were threats out there and there was also the possibility that the realm needed the white wolf.

They couldn't be the reasons why was held back from her responsibilities. Sure, they had known she was destined to be better, but then it didn't make it any better especially now that they were here at this particular point,

Maybe someday they would embrace the change, right?

"Treat her as you would me, because I trust her with my life. Whoever she chooses to be the beta and to help her, you must respect them. The elders she chooses as part of the elders' council must also be respected.

"I am telling you this not just because I hope to come back to a thriving Sicario, but also because I know that my sister is one of the best warriors Sicario has ever had. She was with me on the frontline my entire life and I know her.

"I trust her for who she is, the warrior and the powerful leader that she is, even before I love her as my sister. With that, you are all dismissed. Don't worry though, in case of any issues, you are well protected.

"My sister does that best," Hawi said as she looked proudly at Elodie. She would miss her, but what else was there for her? They had had a seven-month break and as much as she wanted to stay longer in Sicario, even she knew that it was pointless.

There were greater demons to slay out there.

After all, Hawi had grown to love the madness that he found in the war zone.

She was born for war.

She was born to be the first line of defense for the realm and time had been kind to her, but right now, she was needed out there, fulfilling her duty as the white wolf and getting her vengeance.

With her goodbyes to her people done, Hawi was excited and nervous at the same time. She wasn't sure when she would ever really be back home and she would miss it so much.

Maybe that was also why she spent half the night walking around Sicario with her protector as she assessed the region and made sure that no matter where she was, her people and her best friend would be safe from any attacks.

"Do you think we'll be back soon?" Hawi asked hopefully even though a part of her knew that she would never experience this in a long time.

She was aware that over the years the taste of Farida's ice cream would probably be replaced with the scent of blood and the taste of thick crimson blood on her lips. Oh, how she would miss her home.

"Do you want the flattery answer or the truth?" Malika asked as they walked slowly around Sicario.

The protector understood Hawi and she knew it wasn't going to be easy for hawi, just like it had been a little hard for Malika, the first time the protectors had come calling in her Lycan pack.

She had just been ten at the time and she didn't know much about protecting anyone or even herself. Hell, the only thing she knew of was just her meal hours. She was always a carefree kid and then the protectors came for her and her life had never been the same since.

Malika had been subjected to things that killed the light that had been shining in her eyes and in its place was a darkness that was all-consuming, a darkness that made her the ultimate villain.

She had lost track of her soul over the years, but lately, with Elodie, she felt like her light was coming back. Funny how she too, had to be snatched away from that because of their responsibility to the realm.

"Flatter me. Just this night, Malika," Hawi said casually.

Malika sighed softly as she looked at her Mistress. She knew that they would always need an escape but perhaps tonight it was Hawi's turn to look for an escape that didn't involve hearing herself. Oh, how they had come far with the broken Sicario girl.

"Alright then, Mistress. We will be back, all of us. We will be back as winners, with every evil conquered. There will be peace in the realm for the very first time and the crown of the werewolf queen will find an owner after over three thousand years," Malika said.

She was earnest in everything she said. Sure, there was a chance that she was hoping for so much, seeing as the entire realm had never seen a werewolf queen completely bring peace to the realm.

Maybe she had too much hope, but that was the only thing Hawi needed at the moment was hope. The hope was that this right here, wasn't the last time she would be in Sicario for a really long time.

"That makes me feel a little better," Hawi said as she looked at her protector.

The night was still young, but the air was slowly changing. The wolves of Sicario were dejected because they wouldn't see their daughter for a long time, but this time, they were letting her leave.

They were letting her go fight the wars and come back home. They would be waiting for her, that much was certain.

The truths that had unfolded over the past free months hadn't been easy for the Sicario wolves to accept, but they were truths that led them toward the light. Those truths had seen their home bloom into the beauty it was now.

"Well, you need to get some rest, Mistress. From tomorrow, sleep will be something we will all crave. There will be days and months when we won't ever be able to sleep. So go, Mistress.

"Go hold your mate closely tonight. Go be there with her without any worries tonight, for it will be a while before we all get in touch with your humanity. Go enjoy whatever remains of the bond you adore so much;

"Because from tomorrow, you won't be walking out there as Rukiya Greyson's mate, mistress. And I won't be Elodie Kane's beloved. When the sun comes up, you will be the white wolf, and she will be the Greyson alpha.

"We will be back to our default settings. So, go. Go hold her tighter one more time for a while, because the journey we will take, is one that even the deities wouldn't be able to hold back," Malika said and Hawi stared at her defeatedly.

She wanted to say something, but then she knew Malika was right. Tonight, would be the last night they spent freely without worrying about what could happen to them or even Sicario. This was essentially what anyone would call their last night of freedom.

"You too, Malika. Go, be with Elodie too," Hawi said before they walked back to the pack house.

When Sicario woke up the next morning, the four Savasci Knights were gone.