The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Chapter 203: Of Twisted Realities

[GREYSON]

With Hawi gone after Mbali, Malika stood at the memorial site while Rukiya sat as she watched the mess that had unfolded. This time she had heard it right, Mbali had mentioned that her mother was the one Hawi was protecting her from.

It was cruel and Rukiya wanted to ask for more information.

She had so many questions, really especially how she had come to be alive when she had been stabbed. Hell, she wanted to know why the entire Greyson was in mourning and she could feel their pain, not to mention hear their cries.

It was a heartfelt moment but then Rukiya was alive and confused. The blade had pierced her heart and she felt it stop. She had felt every ounce of the pain that came with it, and the poison she was sure was laced with j, so what was this?

Maybe Mbali was right and she was a ghost? Damn, Rukiya wouldn't think straight, so she shook her head as if to shake the thoughts away, but was that supposed to work?

"What happened to me, Malika? I felt it. I felt the poison overtaking my body. Why is everyone including Adolf so sure I am dead? What the fuck is going on? And what did my mother do?" Rukiya asked as she tried to get a hold of herself.

She was worried that things were escalating. She was worried that at this rate she would not be left with anyone to trust. If her mother really was the one to make a deal with Jer to kill her then there was so much insanity than she had thought possible.

"I think it's best for my Mistress to explain it to you, Rukiya. Even I am still trying to understand what the hell happened and how it got to this point, not to mention why she is insisting that everyone feel your loss.

"I know she is always crazy, but for you, she could turn the world upside down. I know by now I shouldn't be telling you how I will ruin you in thousands of pieces if you break her heart, but please, Rukiya... Please take good care of her.

"I know I haven't been the nicest babysitter, but I hope you understand that whether alive or dead you are the best thing that happened to our group of crazies. And I really hope you are not dead, because I can't stand seeing Hawi hurting again.

"I know that's selfish, but it is what it is. This little girl has suffered more times than she should have and if you come to hurt her, I will be the ghost whisperer and I will ask the goddess to give me one chance as a ghost, and girllll...

"The things I will do to you in the spirit world will never let the goddess give me a chance into the spirit world forever. She would probably spend her lifeline trying to make sure I stay alive. Anyway, I really hope you're real. Please be alive.." Mbali said, her voice softening in the end.

Malika looked at Mbali whose silent tears were showing. She was being for real? Damn, this was not what they had planned for.

"Hey, Mbali... She's alive. We just want everyone to believe she's dead, so we can get a handle on Razia and the Seven. I swear on Hawi's life," Malika said and Rukiya smacked her arm as if to tell her that this wasn't the time.

"Oww, your hands are so harsh for someone who should be dead, woman," Malika whined and Hawi sighed. She was supposed to be the crazy one but each time her friend proved to her that there was a new level of insanity to be unlocked.

"You're real? I take back everything I said. You're alive, so that was not meant for you. Those were words for your ghost," Mbali said as she wiped her tears and Hawi freed her from the ropes in the hope that Mbali wouldn't make a run for it again.

"Whatever floats your boat, Mbali. Care to give this lonely ghost a hug?" Rukiya asked and Mbali jumped at the chance, making them all breathe a sigh of relief.

"So... My mother really wants me dead, huh?" Rukiya asked and they all stared in silence.

All this time, the Greyson warriors were still mourning, and to anyone who was watching the memorial site, Malika and Hawi were looking depressed as they tried to come to terms with the reality of a gone Rukiya.

If anything, for them, Hawi was weeping uncontrollably.