The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

"Mistress… I'm going to count to three then I'll blow the door open," Malika said as she scrunched her nose. It had been an hour since the time Hawi told her that she was set and ready for the meeting and in that hour, she hadn't seen the woman anywhere.

Of course, being Hawi's protector, she had to be the one to come to check on her, even though their friends had the same suspicions, and Malika had the strongest glands that could be muffled, so she was the sacrificial lamb.

Here she was and as expected the duo were fucking, which wasn't even surprising anymore, but the fact that they hadn't bothered to mask their scent, was something that got Malika wondering if the two were insane.

"Don't blow my door, Malika. That shit cost me a lot of rare materials,'' Hawi said while Rukiya let out a soft chuckle. She was currently under the sheets, sucking Hawi off like she hadn't been the one to remind her mate that she had a meeting.

"Greta. Then I'll just walk through," Malika said and before Hawi could give her a response, Malika phased through the suite only to be met with two alphas who didn't even seem the least bit bothered about the damn meeting.

"Come on guys you both are needed out there," Malika said when she saw Hawi's sheepish smile. Rukiya was still sucking Hawi off like she didn't hear Malika. Of course, she heard her, but she still wanted to feel Hawi's seed in her mouth.

"Give us a moment, Malika," Hawi said and Malika sighed, before she went to find clothes for Hawi.

"When I'm back with your clothes you both should be done, or I'll drag your asses out there myself," Malika warned and Hawi just gave her thumbs up before she felt Ruru increasing the space. Gods, her mouth was skilled.

It didn't take long before Hawi and Ruru both had their nth release and Ruru plopped on the bed beside her mate, who kissed the cum off her lips like this was nothing for them to be worried about and that Malika wanted even in the room.

"I'll go shower before she comes and glares at me," Ruru said as she rushed into the bathroom, muttering a soft unapologetic apology to Malika who couldn't believe the two of them had decided it was a good idea to fuck just before they had their meeting.

"She was helping me release stress," Hawi said once she was off the bed. There was no need for her to clean her dick, because Ruru had licked it clean, just like she always did you would think Hawi's dick was her chance at salvation.

These two were impossible.

"Yeah right. Put these on and get the fuck out there," Malika said, handing Hawi the clothes.

"How many came?" Hawi asked as she dressed up while Malika cleaned off the stench of sex from her.

"Fifty-six," Malika said.

"Don't get her scent off of me," Hawi reminded when Malika's spell began whiffing everything out.

"Yup, noted… I thought there were seventeen packs in the realm including Sicario?" Malika asked, genuinely confused at the large number that had dorms. It was almost impossible to tell what the fuck was happening.

"Well, when you are Awuor Sicario, everyone bows," Hawi said casually and Malika instantly understood. Even before she had started staying closer to Hawi in her teens, Malika had seen the effect the girl had on the people around her.

She never had to say anything twice because everyone was always listening and ready to obey. Maybe because she was a cruel woman who could take a life without any remorse, but mostly Malika had assumed it was because she had trained them.

Order was something that Has had grown up with and anyone who wanted to spend time with her had to make a formal appointment, especially if they were not her family. Hell, even Jer had a chance and the bastard had blown it up tenfold.

"What's taking so long, Greyson?" Malika asked when she noticed Ruru wasn't done yet.

"Let's head out first. My baby will come out when she wants to," Hawi said, leaving no room for argument. Malika already understood that, so she just led the way to the alpha's office where the rest of the knights were waiting for them.

"Did you find them fucking?" Mbali asked Sherry to just stare.

"Yes," Malika responded flatly, and Mbali high-fived Elodie, while Hudhayfah and Sherry let out groans.

"We won! So, you guys will have to be in charge of damage control in case Hawi slams someone on the wall at the meeting, woo!" Elodie said to the two Greyson wolves who didn't have a choice but to agree that they had been bested this time.

Well, they should have expected that though since they own the duo had interacted more with the psychos on a closer level. But then they couldn't be named if a part of them wanted to hope that Ruru would make sure it wasn't late.

When they were almost an hour and a half later with Hawi smelling like Rukiya Greyson. Still, there were no complaints about that because with Ruru's scent on her to calm her in case she got angry, hair wouldn't smash people on the wall.

This meant there were high chances that the meeting would be a sane one, right? Oh, to be part of the crazed Savasci knights who knew violence by heart and had seen it more times than anyone could compare.

"Let's go then, Mbali and Elodie, you can wait for Ruru and come together. She should be done by now though. Anyway, there's no hurry alright," Hawi said and they all just agreed with her.

With Malika, Hudhayfah, and Sherry by her side, Hawi led the way to the conference room assigned for this meeting. The conference room was in the operations building where most of the decisions about Sicario were always made.

The building had been out of service since Jeremiah Warner had taken over, given he had dismissed the warriors who worked there. However, since Hawi's reinstatement, she had made sure that everything was back to what it had been.

All positions were filled, and the warriors were gladly at their positions. It was obvious that even the Sicario wolves had missed the type of system that Awuor had developed for Sicario. The system that distinguished Sicario from all the other packs.

The same system that went to show just how powerful Sicario was. All the underutilized facilities were back in operation this morning and anyone would think that Sicario had just woken up from a hibernation period.

Whatever it was this was what the Sicario wolves had gotten used to and they were happy because this time, they didn't have to worry about their opinions being shushed. With Hawi, there was freedom in everything.

And more than anything, there was the common-sense factor. Hawi had always made it known to her people that they needed to sue the Serbians so she wouldn't have to use her brain to work with them because then they would be useless to her.

It was a system that kept the wolves on their toes and the aspect of diversity was well noted by them all.

"We're here, Mistress," Malika motioned when they were a few feet from the Operations building.