The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[SICARIO]

"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.

Malika knew that now that the battle had begun, she needed to be the submissive mate and ask Jer for the impossible, something that would keep the man distracted.

She needed to make sure that the Sicario wolves were caught off guard and more than anything else, she needed to make sure that she looked so fragile that the Alpha would not want to let her out of his sight.

And she knew just the perfect set of clothes to do that job.

"Tell me, where were they?" Elodie asked possessively, her tone making Malika smirk knowingly.

She loved teasing Kane and given that their relationship was pretty new, she was aware of how jealous the woman could get. It was Malika's relief from the stench of war that was slowly filling the Sicario air.

Perhaps at the end of the day, they would be all winners, although Malika knew there was a higher probability of one side losing so terribly. She couldn't think of that at the moment though. She had a date with a bastard Alpha to go to.

"Of course. I have lived a long life, and I know I can't be satisfied by just one wolf. You offered yourself, so that means I gotta find a few more. I also have my needs and I doubt you're good enough to satisfy them.

"Perhaps I could involve Jer just to be sure because I would hate to be this naked and unfed. That would be so disappointing," Malika sighed, adding the last bit so simply like that was the easiest thing for her to do.

She knew that she was being a bitch right now, but she just didn't care anymore. Elodie Kane was here for her pleasures, and Jeremiah Warner was the key assignment. If Kane wanted to be a distraction then she wouldn't stop her.

If anything, no one ever said no to pleasure, right?

"Is that why you stripped naked for me? To get my attention?" Elodie asked as she leaned closer to Malika. She loved the beautiful mango scent that got her wanting to have a taste. She just had wishes, but what if the woman gave in?

Would Kane take that chance and jump right in? Would the Sicario beta be able to do whatever she wanted or would it just be another fail for their cursed relationship with the unexpected?

"Careful sweetheart, I can smell your arousal. I have a date to go on with your alpha," Malika said casually as she swayed her hips while she scoured through the closet for clothes.

She was inviting Kane, letting the woman know she could make a move even though she had a feeling that there wasn't much Elodie could do. She wasn't counting on even a kiss, until she felt Elodie's presence behind her.

Maybe she had been too quick to assume the beta would be timid, right?

"A date? What the fuck, Malika?" Elodie asked as she stared at the protector's beautiful back with lean hips and milky skin.

There was just no way someone this perfect existed. The woman naked before her was a walking temptation and the stupid-ass alpha was going to have a taste?

That shit was driving Elodie crazy, and if she wasn't careful she would alert the warriors outside of her desire to keep the Sicario luna to herself and take her far away from the prying eyes of men and women.

She wanted a world just for her and Malika and goddess, she was tempted to create it at the moment, perhaps they would be free there to do whatever they wanted, no?

"Maybe it might have slipped your mind, Kane, but let me remind you that I am your Alpha's wife. His luna. If he wants a date with me, then I will show up. Who knows, he might give me a release," Malika said as she kept on looking in the closet.

Elodie looked at Malika, her body moving with every push and pull she made in the goddamn closet.

The temptation to shove Malika in there and do with her whatever she wanted was intense and Elodie wasn't sure her sanity could be of any use to her, not when all she wanted was this woman and she could feel the pulsing in her pants.

She would cum just from looking at Malika's back and goodness she wanted it. It was insane, but she loved it and wanted to explore more of it.

"A release, huh? Is that what this is about?" Elodie asked disbelievingly.

She couldn't quite understand that the woman had agreed to a fucking date because of a release, when she was always around, ready to do whatever the protector wanted and however she wanted it. Was that not enough for Malika?

Was there more she wanted? Was that why it was getting pretty hard to be in the same place as her these days?

"Well, if you must know, Meek Malika is supposed to worship her husband, to be there for him, to want the man, to not function without Jer. And if Meek Malika wants a date with her husband, then even the fates won't deny it," Malika said casually.

She was mentioning her dumb version as if that was meant to make Elodie feel any better. Still, the bastard would definitely try to get a kiss from Malika.

He would try to sleep with her, which was driving Elodie crazy because Malika was hers to love and fuck and do whatever. She just didn't want Jer touching her woman. Maybe Elodie was going feral, but wasn't Malika her enabler this time?

"Stop," Elodie stranded out when she smelled Malika's arousal. It was so new to her and it was unexpected.

The thick mango scent was making Elodie feel like she was on her last straw. She couldn't do this, not if Malika didn't want them to end up fucking, because that is where Elodie's mind was at.

She hated sharing and if Jer had to take her woman, then she would screw her first and make sure the only thing Malika could think of was Elodie thrusting in her over and over, like it was some shit show for the horny. That was what Kane wanted.

Elodie wanted her throbbing cock in Malika's pretty cunt and hells be damned if this woman didn't stop teasing and making her mad with thoughts of Jer, then she would do just that, even if it meant unleashing the fury of the wild protector.

She would gladly die by Malika's hands if that was what it took to stop the woman from giving Jeremiah so much as a kiss.

"Why? Not liking the way I'm practicing to get him to bed me? Come on love I thought you were better than that," Malika said and Elodie let out a warning growl.

She hated every mention of Jer and the only reason she wasn't out there killing the man, was because Hawi had a sinister plan in mind. That was Elodie's only consolation at this point.

"Stop doing that, Malika," Elodie said when she felt Malika lean into her from the back, whining her naked waist against Elodie's groin like she wanted something. Elodie had already grown hard and there was a huge tent forming in her pants.

"Fuck you," Elodie growled.