The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[SICARIO]

While Hawi's army was six hours away from Sicario, the Sicario alpha had no clue. In fact, he was preparing to go on a date with his Luna, the woman who had been through so much and one who never abandoned him when she should have.

Jeremiah Warner was dumb in love with Malika, and that in itself made him either the greatest fool or the best lover.

He didn't mind whatever was going on because today was about his wife. His sweet Malika Clarkson, the woman who had done the impossible for him. The woman who had been by his side despised all that happened.

His whole mind was filled with Malika and maybe he was crazy for falling so deeply in love with a woman who would kill him without a second thought, but this for him was what love looked like.

For him, love had a face and that was Malika Clarkson or rather, Malika Warner, his sweetheart.

"You called for me, Alpha. What is it?" Warrior Elodie said as she walked into the Alpha's office.

The past week she had helped with cleaning up the pack after the blood rain that had gone on for twelve long hours. It has easily been the longest day in the lives of the Sicario wolves, especially since most of them had no clue as to why they were getting the blood rage.

Of course, they didn't know that the same wasn't happening to other people or even other packs, so they didn't have anything to worry about. Perhaps that explained why they were so lax despite the situation they had been through.

"How do I look?" Jer asked and Elodie

stared at the man like he had finally lost his mind.

Why the hell would he call his beta only to ask her about how he looked? Was he losing his mind or was the pressure of running the pack alone for barely a week finally getting to him?

There were so many questions but Elodie knew she had to be patient.

She needed to be this man's beta. She needed to be on her best behavior even if that meant being herself. If she broke character the guy would be suspicious and that wasn't something he wanted to happen, especially not with Jeremiah Warner.

"Like shit. Why, what's the occasion? You never ask me about your preferences. What changed?" Elodie asked, a bored look on her face. She couldn't believe that this was actually happening; hell, she could volunteer to die than be here.

"I'm going on a date with Malika—" the alpha said and Elodie choked on air.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"A date. Y'know the one that couples go to?" Jer asked nonchalantly as he looked at her like she was going bonkers. Maybe she was but did that matter at the moment when the woman she was insanely in love with was leaving with this bastard?

"Like that?" Elodie snorted as she took another look at the man before her. She was trying to hold her disgust back at the thought of this man going on a date with her Malika.

She couldn't imagine his lips on Malika's lips. It was pissing her off. Hell, she would wipe Malika's lips with everything possible if it meant getting Jer's taste off of her.

But then again, that couldn't be a problem because right now, if Jer went on that date and kissed Malika, he would be tasting what was left of Elodie's kiss with Malika earlier.

"Yes, is there a problem?" Jer asked as he walked over to the walk-in closet in his office and checked himself out in the mirrors. He didn't see anything wrong with him. If anything, the Sicario Alpha felt like he was in his best attire today.

He wore a blue tux and looked hot as hell to anyone in the world. Hell, if Elodie hadn't been madly in love with Malika, she would have told the Alpha that he looked so food and fuckable.

However, she couldn't do that – not when she didn't want Malika looking at this guy twice. She couldn't think of them together. It would kill her.

"Oh man," Elodie shook her head disappointedly as she looked at the Alpha.

She went on to describe everything that could be wrong about what the Alpha was wearing, making it seem like the man was doing too much and would come off as desperate to get into Malika's pants.

That part, however, was ironic, because she had been in Malika's pants just before she got to this office.

***

[Two hours ago]

When Malika portaled back into Sicario, she found Elodie Kane in her chambers, waiting for her. She hadn't expected it, but then she wasn't the least bit bothered by that because her mind was filled with her assignment.

She needed to make sure that the invasion was a success and that she did her part as the pack luna in making the worst out of the worst today. It was still morning so it wasn't going to be hard, given she had a long time.

Six hours was a lot either way.

"Look who decided to come back home. Tell me, love, how was it out there?" Elodie asked as she sat up on the bed she had been carelessly sprawled in while she waited for Malika.

She had been here for a while and Malika could tell by how Elodie's scent had filled up the room. It was pleasing to her nose and her mind couldn't help but think of what they could do with the remaining hours.

If the world would end today, then Malika would have wanted to have Elodie beside her unfortunately, there was the truth that haunted the both of them. One was the pack beta and one was the rejected Alpha's best and undefeated weapon of all time.

"Saw a lot of pretty wolves. I think I might consider mating three more to have my fun," Malika said as she stripped naked, and burnt her clothes with odorless magic, erasing any clues of where she had been.

She couldn't lead this bunch to where Hawi was, because then she would have failed. Granted Hawi had the largest of armies at the moment, but the fact that there could be a possible breach would get them all riled up.

Malika knew that standing naked before Elodie was not a good idea, but the temptation and the curiosity were getting the better of her.

In all her life Malika had never been challenged and maybe this was just her wanting to get some good time, but it was still dangerous either way.

If she got what she wanted, she would probably be out of it for days and weeks, but then she had to be ready for Hawi's invasion, so she was taking risks, right?

Or maybe this was just her trying to be a good person, a normal woman, someone who wanted to know whether there were any limits. But what if there was? What would she do then? Would she hold the fort or would she make a run for it?

"Oh, really now?" Elodie asked huskily as she instantly got off the bed and walked to where Malika was standing unbothered, as she checked her drawers for a change of clothes.