The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[AWUOR]

"The alpha is coming!" one of the warriors said to Theo who was all smiles as he looked at Awuor.

It was almost like this was an achievement they would celebrate at a later time. Awuor had offered through the harsh weather and that too in her human form. It had been a city at this time, but at least her efforts finally yielded fruits.

Awuor smiled sadly at Theo, who looked so happy like he was the one who won, but that was alright, because the alpha he cared about was finally getting her wish granted. Maybe he would make an offering for the goddess some time later when he was off duty.

The sound of the gates opening got Awuor anxious.

She wasn't sure who she had expected, so instead of turning her back to see the alpha who had come to her, she just closed her eyes while facing the direction in which Adolf was with the Greyson warriors.

It was almost like she was trying to communicate with the Grersyson wolf that hated her with everything he had and didn't have, but hey, that didn't matter trite now, yeah?

"Hello Awuor," a familiar voice spoke when the clanging of the gates stopped. It took everything in Awuor, for her not to turn back and look at him, so she just pretended like he wasn't here. She was still gathering her thoughts and her anxiety was taking it easier on her.

She had wanted this for so long, and now that she got it, why the hell was she so nervous? Gently and slowly, the banished alpha opened her eyes, while still facing the bushes where the Greyson team was.

She used her super sight to look at them and she could see Adolf doing breathing exercises. At first, Awuor was confused, before she realized that the uncouth beta was trying to help her ease her anxiety.

He was trying to help her out of this in a nice way because the alpha behind her knew that she was a nervous wreck and he would use that against her. For that kind gesture, Awuor would always be thankful to Adolf.

"Damn girl, you look like shit," another voice spoke and this time, Awuor just nodded at Adolf, before looking up in the direction of Theo who was hopelessly giving her a thumbs up on the down low, and encouraging her, like he would always trust her.

It did seem like even though her plight in Sicario seemed hopeless, Awuor had allies and that was all that a woman like her would ever wish for, especially in times like these. She hadn't expected that, but at least she had hope.

She had people who trusted her in a place where she had been an outcast for so long. Maybe her prayers were being answered, or maybe this was just the fuel she needed to get to the bottom of everything that had happened.

Awuor then stood up from where she had been sitting, on the ground, and turned to face the voices she had been hearing. It had been a while since she had shown up at the castle but one look at the people standing there, she could only think of her mother who was murdered.

"I know, I do," Awuor responded to the woman who was standing beside the alpha. Her hands were entwined in his and he didn't even look the least bit bothered by it. And Awuor wasn't going to do it either.

They were all looking so damn good, in their regal wear and their gold accessories. They looked like royals. Who was she kidding, they were the Sicario royals, but it still hurt to some extent.It hurt to know that this was the outcome of all that had happened.

Maybe she had expected them to wither and die, but wasn't that too harsh a thought from a banished alpha?

Awuor looked at the man who had taken her position, who was staring at her. He still looked as handsome as ever and his style had never changed. He still dressed like the bad boys that kids were warned about in movies and in their adolescent stages.

He was a little taller today, and he was dressed in all black like he was coming to some funeral. Maybe he was here for Awuor's funeral.

On his head sat the crown that belonged to Awuor's mother, Luna Eniola. The thing about Sicario crowns was that they were unisex so that the leaders wouldn't have to feel awkward wearing them over the years.

It looked pretty on him, but he wasn't deserving of the crown anyway.

Awuor had been avoiding his face, like she was scared she would do something irrational. She didn't want to fall in love with him over again because this man right here had something that made her heart beat faster than it should have.

However today, with a heart filled with anger, Awuor was completely and utterly confused for the first time in so long, even though it was just for a moment. She wanted to look away but then she also knew that if she looked away, then people would think she was crumbling.

But then that would have been a good strategy, so Awuor didn't look at his face.

Instead, her eyes were on his shoes, her head bowed like she was just some subject he needed to command, only that she was banished it wasn't even a rogue.

Life would have been easier for her if they had taken everything from her, but they were too much of cowards to even admit that they were worried because of her.

"Hello alpha Jeremy," Awuor finally spoke, but she didn't raise her head to see the eyes of the mate that was supposed to be by her side. She felt an angry wave go through her, but she ignored it, because she wasn't here for trouble.

"You really became such a weakling," Jer said to his mate, when he saw that she was bowing her head before him. The woman he had been mated to, took all the blows with her head held high. That woman had been the reincarnation of hell, but this one before him was different.

She had never faltered, even when the pressure was too high and there was so much at stake. She faced her hardships with grace, but where was that grace when she was meeting with her mate? Where was that grace when she looked like she hadn't taken a bath in months?

Well, the eighteen days she had been here couldn't have given her the chance to take a shower. So the rains had been it for her. But she did have a stench so unpleasant for an alpha.

"Yes sire," Awuor said and she heard Adolf gasp. If she could sell the Greyson beta, she could have, but now wasn't the time for that. She needed to feed Jeremy's ego and make him feel like he was doing his best when in fact she was preparing him for an uncertain future.

"You wanted to see me. What do you want?" Jer asked and Awuor almost scoffed, but then she remembered she was here to look like an apologetic mate who had been handed her ass by the universe and be quite the charmer, even though she was a stinking one.

"I— I missed you. I just wanted to see you," Awuor said as she raised her head, this time, looking her mate in the eyes, but there was no spite in them. There was only a weakness and from Jeremy's point of view, Awuor looked like a loser in love.

Fuck, he liked it that way. He had always wished for the day his mate was vulnerable like this, and now that he had gotten to see it, he felt like he had accomplished everything.

"You missed me? Are you fucking stupid or what?" Jer said to Awuor who flinched at his tone. She wasn't affected by it, but needed to pay the part. She needed to be a submissive little woman who was scared of her oh-so-mighty mate.

"I'm sorry, Alpha," Awuor said, her eyes lingering on each and everyone who was currently watching her make a fool of herself. They were enjoying her misery and helplessness even though some of the idiots here had been close to her.

"I just wanted to see you, please Jer," Awuor pleaded and Theo's heart broke for her.

"As you can see, I have another to rule with," Jer said, as she grabbed the hands of the woman beside him and hooked them to his. He knew it would piss Awuor off and knew that she would probably bash him.

However, when his mate didn't do anything, he was suddenly shocked. There was no way a woman like Awuor could have changed that much, but then life did have a way of humbling people. Maybe his mate was just one of them.

"My best friend? Elodie?"