The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Chapter 223: You’re Perfection, My Only Direction

[GREYSON - HUDHAYFAH]

"Kill Dominic Sicario," Luna Razia said to Jer six years into the deal. It was the first order and one that shocked Jer himself. Dominic Sicario was dangerous. He was bad, the kind of bad that even the universe was scared of.

Perhaps he was the better sibling because he may have been the devil, but compared to his sister, Awuor Sicario, Dominic was a beautiful unicorn. Even then he knew this was the worst of the worst.

But then again, he had made a deal and he needed to respect it. Perhaps this was the end of the road for him, but what else would Jer do? He was being pitted against the crazy if crazies.

"If he kills me, please don't kill my parents, please," Jer pleaded and Razia scoffed at the man, they had trained him in the best of ways and yet the bastard still lacked in endless ways. Maybe it would have been better if she had chosen someone else?

"Every investment must yield profits on this side of the world, Jeremiah. If you won't kill him, we will take the things you love the most, starting with your dear mother who just got herself a job as a professor in the human university.

"It would be a shame to lose her this early, seeing how her students love her. Don't lose, Warner, or will lose more than you bargained," Razia warned and Jer sighed as he looked at the woman who was daring him with the impossible.

"Wait, Russel. We both know that Dominic is stronger than me. He could kill me and Awuor would just forgive him. It would be considered an accident, or a fate in a war that no one could save me from.

"Going after Dominic is a terrible idea, the worst even," Jer explained and Razia looked at him. She wondered whether the Sicairos were that strong. She wondered if Dominic was truly an easter bunny compared to her sister.

However, with the information they had gathered, Razia knew Jer wouldn't be this terrified for nothing, perhaps Eniola had really raised the craziest of families. Maybe this time, she would be the target, seeing as she was their backbone.

"Eniola Sicario," Razia said as he looked at Jer.

"What?" Jer asked, clearly not understanding where this was heading.

Everything did go as they wished for, and even better, because they hadn't expected that Awuor Hawi would be banished.

With the white wolf out there, alone and heartbroken, shattering with each passing day, Razia was sure they had averted the oracle. She could breathe easily and watch as the girl fell apart bit by bit.

Maybe that made her a monster but then her Rukiya was safe and unaffected by it all. So, when the white wolf's protector showed up, the Russels weren't bothered in the least. They knew that nothing would ever bring back the spirit of the defeated wolf.

They had seen Hawi fight battles and they knew that her defeat would affect her in the worst of ways, so they laid low and watched from a distance.

What they hadn't expected was for Rukiya Greyson to be the one who reached out to Hawi, and even bonded with the white wolf in the name of a blood oath. Blood oaths were permanent and could only be broken when one of the oath makers died.

The worst part of it all was when Rukiya had genuinely fallen in love with Hawi. It was then that the warlocks knew that there was no waiting for Razia anymore.

The oath had been made and their hearts were bound by love, the most powerful thing, stronger than even magic in itself. They had lost the war and the only way for them to get back on track was to make sure that

Rukiya was dead, seeing as Hawi couldn't ever die.

"I believe you know what you need to do, Razia," Atticus reminded his baby sister who was defeatedly watching in the distance. She couldn't believe that twenty-five years of fighting the oracle had proven that they wouldn't ever win.

"My Rukiya, Atticus," Razia said to her brother in the hope that she would change his mind, but even she knew it wasn't possible. They all knew what the stakes were when they went in.

So many years may have passed but the truth remained the same. The white wolf was a danger to them.

"She must die, Razia."

"I know. I'll see to it," Razia said dejectedly.