The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

"What?" Malika, Mbali, and the woman asked at the same time like this was the most absurd thing they had ever heard. Maybe it was because of what Hawi had said or because of the cringe on the woman's face as she listened to Hawi's statement.

"Get off of what's mine, Malika," the woman responded with a growl as she looked into Hawi's eyes like she was staking a claim.

She knew that was a dangerous move, seeing as she was probably the only person who could have caused this much harm to the Lycan warrior, but at the same time, it raised the question of why and what she was doing here.

However, unlike what they had expected, Hawi just stared at the woman with amused eyes.

"Oh shit, this is about to get interesting," Hawi mused like she wasn't still standing in front of her people to make sure the woman didn't dare to go through.

If she tried, there were a lot of endings that Hawi had already run through her head and fortunately, none of them was appealing to any sense of humanity and that was more than disturbing.

Perhaps they would have to work it out in bits, yeah?

"You have some nerve showing your face here. Leave this instant, and listen to my Mistress. Or I will make you feel a kind of paint that you won't ever live long enough to understand," Malika warned.

The tensions were increasing and it was obvious this would potentially result in a breakout war. If this woman was who Mbali thought he was, then she was safe, way safer than how she was laid on the ground.

Mbali let out a soft groan, holding her sister's arm as if to tell Malika not to fight the women who had shown up. They may have had more questions but they needed to be on the same page, especially now that they were fighting the same foe.

This chapter upload first at NovelUsb.Com

But was that really it for them?

"No. Mbali. She is dangerous. She hurt you," Malika said to her sister who simply shook her head, seeing as he wasn't going to try and make things right. Then again, that was all Mbali could manage with her shifting consciousness.

It was just a matter of time before she lost her consciousness completely and that would be a little too hard for them to understand, so the earlier they let the woman help her, the easier it would be, but what were the chances?

"If she dies, I will kill you, Malika," the woman growled in warning as she stared at Manila who was angrily staring at her. Yes, somehow Malika was smiling. It was a creepy smile but a smile nonetheless, and the woman wasn't even affected.

"Brave of you to think you can come to my camp and threaten my warrior," Hawi said as she stepped forward, and instinctively, the woman stepped back. Maybe it is because the woman in front of her was a formidable foe who wouldn't hold back in running her.

"Let me save her and then you can fight me later. Can you do that? It's obvious we both care for her, so make this easy, hmm?" the woman suggested and Malika growled at her in warning.

"There's a lot of growing and a little of helping," Ruru said as she stepped in front of Hawi, making the woman take that as a temporary defense. Somehow the woman was sure Hawi wouldn't lay a hand on Ruru and she took the chance.

Hurriedly, the woman rushed to where Malika was with Mbali and she pushed Malika to the side roughly. That in itself was an act that Malika considered rude and unruly because the protector got her blades out.

She didn't care what the consequences would be, but she needed to make this woman understand what she was gagging herself into, because if she failed to honor her claim she would be useless to them and you would suffer a fate worse than Razia Greyson.

"You hurt her, and I will kill you and everyone you've ever met," Malika warned with her creepy smile still sitting pretty on her face. She looked pissed and somewhere in between she was angry and desperate to see her sister smile again.

Malika was scared of what reality could turn into and so she hoped that this woman knew what she was doing, because otherwise, she would find herself someone new a little before morning and in the deep of the silent night.

"If you thought I would hurt her, you wouldn't have moved to the side willingly. Now let me do my job," the woman pointed out and Malika showed her fangs at her. This was beyond even helping and they were not doing so great at it anyway.

Mbali was still unconscious and they needed to figure out a way to keep her from lapsing in and out of consciousness because otherwise, they would be blaming each other for the chaos that would unfold, again.

The woman looked at Mbali, her eyes softening from the cold hard ones she had been staring at Malika with, the eyes that seemed to genuinely care about Mbali. It was almost like she was heartbroken to see Mbali in that difficult state.

She traced her hand on Mbali's face as she removed the strands of hair, so that she could see the Lycan warrior properly. Her heart ached for the girl on the forums and she wished this couldn't have happened.

So defeatedly, the woman unsheathed her blade from her belt, making the three Savasci Knights stare at her like she was insane. However, she chose to focus on them and the profanities they were curing at her.

She had someone to save and she would do whatever it took to make sure that Mbali was safe and safe. Maybe that was her end goal; and perhaps it wouldn't be so hard for her, right? Surely she meant well, no?

"Oh Hermosa, I'm so sorry about this part," the woman said as she sliced her palm and then Mbali's palm before joining them and letting their blood flow.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

It was all too fast like the woman also had healing powers that could fix her up before she merged her blood with that of Mbali. It was all so sudden and there were a few too many sparks, most of which snapped Mbali out of consciousness.

She could have sworn she was dreaming about someone calling her Hermosa, someone she had hoped to see, but then as she looked at the woman, Mbali wasn't sure it would be so hard for her to fall in love with the woman anyway.

Explore more adventures at empire

This was an all too familiar risk and the only difference was that Mbali was willing to step into it and see what the future held for her and the woman.

"What's happening?" Mbali struggled to ask as she looked around her to see her sister and her friends standing there watching her with careful eyes with their invisible blades ready to decapitate the woman finding herself to her, thus ending up being the worst of fails.

It was almost hilarious for a moment, how the Savasci Knights were open to options, and yet at the same time, they were ready to send the woman back to her creator if she so much as fucked up.

It was ideal for them anyway and Mbali felt her heart lightening with joy at the woman's next words.

"Don't fight it… Mi reina. Let the poison be cleansed," the woman spoke softly to Mbali who was staring at her like this was still a dream.

There is only one person who called her mi reina and as much as she wanted to say that she was here Mbali on what the woman was a ghost, maybe just a figment of her mind.

She had always been told that people always thought back to memories they held dear when the time came for their souls to shift to the afterlife. It was not easy to accept, but it was a reality that they had to come to terms with eventually.

"But–" Mbali began, unsure if this was a dream or not.

Her mind was foggy and her hallucinations were suddenly becoming real, but one thing she could see was that the woman was so beautiful and perfect. Goddamn, she could have sworn that she had never seen a woman as beautiful as the one in front of her.

"Fucking hell, she's hot," Mbali mumbled as she took in the sight of the woman before her.

She didn't care that they were probably the side effects of the drug in her system or something else. What mattered most at the moment was the fact that she was alive, even for the moment and she was glad to be here.

The woman had heard her and chuckled at the beauty on the ground. If the situation had been different, Amina would have teased the shit out of Mbali but she had a feeling that Malika and Hawi would fuck her up easily anyway.

"Shhh, Hermosa. You'll be fine. I'll die before I let anything happen to you, and I'm immortal so that's impossible, mi reina," the woman said to Mbali who just stared at her softly like this woman was the love of her life.

"Who are you?" Ruru questioned the woman who seemed to have a soft spot for Mbali.

It was unusual really, especially seeing how Jabali Lihle was so open to affection with this woman. The same woman who hated affection didn't seem to fight the affection this time it was heartwarming and so curious.

"Her mate," the woman spoke with conviction as she looked at Mbali, her eyes never leaving the Lycan warrior.

"What's your name?" Hawi asked.

"Amina. Amina Russel," Amina said.