The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Chapter 129: The Art of Patience & Tolerance

[SICARIO]

"I can't reach her, Rukiya. And there's a thousand dungeons in the tunnels. And she's hurt. I don't know what else to do. I can't use my magic because the witch we saw earlier will track it to me and blow my cover," Malika said frustratedly as she paced around.

She was mentally worn out and was so close to losing her mind. If Hawi got hurt, Malika was painfully aware that she would be in trouble, not just with Hawi, but with the protectors of Olyana too.

She would have failed the one mission that she was given and the break time that the protectors had given Hawi from her vengeance would be removed. That would trigger a chain of so many unfortunate events, given that Hawi was especially crazy on all fronts and with anger issues.

"Malika. Slow down. And stop pacing, you're making me nervous," Rukiya said as she looked at the antsy protector.

She couldn't deny that Malika was expressing what they all were feeling, but then if Malika herself had a bad feeling about this, if the protector was this worried for a woman who was supposed to be invincible, then what else would Rukiya do?

She loved Hawi, she would worship the woman if that was what she had to do to get Hawi to live the next minute. She would do whatever it took to make sure Hawi was safe, and even the devils around knew that too.

However, here and now, as the three women stood there trying to discuss whatever they could think of Hawi, they couldn't deny the fact that time was going by so fast and it would not be in their favor if they didn't manage to figure it out by morning.

That was how intense everything was.

Oh, how they wished to have Hawi screaming at them. Anything but the silence they were getting from the woman.

"If I don't pace, I'll start dropping bodies," Malika said angrily as she looked around. She was desperate and her blood was getting hotter by the minute.

The alphas were already leaving, the werewolves were coming out of their homes and Malika looked like she wanted to be everywhere but here. She just didn't know what the fuck she needed to do right now.

Who even built a maze in the dungeons?

It's not like the powerful warriors of Sicario could ever be bested by anyone, even their leaders themselves, right? After all, aside from Hawi, everyone else was no match for the brave warriors of Sicario, the same warriors that Hawi had trained herself.

"On second thoughts you can keep pacing. Perhaps she didn't want you distracted. Hawi does that a lot of times," Rukiya said, trying to make herself believe that Hawi was okay and that she wasn't worried.

"You seriously don't believe that, do you?" Malika asked and Rukiya smiled at her in reassurance, as if her body was not registering whatever the fuck they needed to do.

But that wasn't it.

Rukiya knew what was happening to and with Hawi.

She could feel it all, the pain Hawi was feeling, even though she wasn't sure if it was self-inflicted by Hawi or not.

"We think so, and we don't have a way of reaching her," Elodie added.

"I'll find a way to reach her and then I'll let you both know. Hawi created a common mind link for us all, so we can use that for communication," Rukiya said before turning to Malika, even though she had tried the mind link earlier and got nothing, just like Malika herself.

They were all locked out by Hawi and if they weren't careful, they would lose more than just their minds today.

"Don't rush into anything, protector. If you fuck up, we both lose her, and we don't want that to happen alright?"

"You have three days to find answers, after that, I will use my magic, even if it exposes me," Malika said before he walked away from the two women and went to the packhouse. Her mind was boggy and she needed to think clearly because otherwise she wouldn't function.

Well, three days was a lot of time, not to mention, both Malika and Rukiya knew that Malika wouldn't wait for three days. It was probably the worst lie that Malika had ever told Rukiya, but it wasn't like they weren't lying to each other to keep each other sane, right?

"I guess I'll see you around Rukiya," Elodie said lightly, though hopeful. For what, she wasn't sure yet. But surely there always had to be a way around that, right?

"Take care of yourself and Malika. She's in love with you and chose you as her mate. Don't hurt her, or I will come after you," Rukiya said to Elodie in warning, before she left too.

Her departure left a shocked Elodie wondering whether she was the only one who didn't see how Malika was in love with her. Was Warrior Kane emotionally dumb?

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On the other side of Sicario was a duo that was busy with their own developments.

"How is she?" MvLeMpYr-exclusive-content

"She looks so real, like Awuor would. There are so many similarities between her and my sister it's creeping me out," Dom admitted as he looked at Jer who wasn't even fazed by it.

"Your sister died. I felt the bonds break completely. That only happens when someone is dead. Plus, if she were alive, she would have come to seek answers about your mother.

"This woman came to the dungeons a little too conveniently when we were at your supposed funeral wake, Dom. Relax," Jer said and Dom looked at him like the man had gone wild.

But what if he had?

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[A/N]

* Not sure if I should be scared of a calm Rukiya or Malika simply being agreeable.