The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Chapter 236: A Muse For The Impossible?

[JER]

"What is the condition?" Jer asked, seeing as he didn't have time for a history lesson.

"You kill Awuor Hawi," the warlock said and Jer stared blankly at the man. Perhaps he wasn't aware that the white wolf couldn't be linked right? No one could do that; even if they could, there was just one problem.

Hawi was the white wolf.

"And here you were giving me a hero lesson. Are you sure you never knew that white wolves can never die?" Jer asked and Atticus chuckled. It was becoming a creepy rabbit that scared Her a little.

This warlock was insane, and Jer didn't need to be closer to how to know that. For someone so sure about all the history lessons and how the white wolf was the shit in the region, he sure was missing a few pages.

"I know that. But nature will always have a loophole. We have explored every loophole known and we will keep looking for more. But until then, you are the current loophole we have," Atticus said and Jer glared.

Even if Hawi wasn't the white wolf, Jer knew he didn't stand a chance with the woman. The woman was the devil's spawn, and with all that happened over time, she would easily be the devil herself. Would it be with it though?

"What?" Jer asked.

"You ask that a lot. Is that the only question you can think of? How about accepting my help to get rid of the woman who is slowly taking your pack away from you? You do realize the Sicario wolves already know that she is alive.

"And that they won't mind if she comes back and leads them despite everything? Or are you too blind to realize that your people hate you even more because they saw their leader, their true leader alive?

"The young Sicario is a danger to your alpha position and if you think I'm lying, then wait till she comes back into Sicario, because she definitely will. She will come to avenge her parents and family.

He wasn't sure what to do anymore.

Each day he was proving to himself that his life was nothing more than a circus. He was a hated and unloved man who was about to lose the only woman who loved him because he couldn't kill the woman that wanted him dead.

Life was a paradox, but for Jer, life was probably his greatest enemy. He hadn't lived a minute since his Malika was trapped in there and his chance at seeing her was linked to the devil herself.

"I'll do it. I'll find a way to kill her, just please. Please let me see my Malika. Even just one last time, please, Atticus," Jer said and the warlock smiled sinisterly at him, like he had expected this from Jer himself.

"All right. A binding spell it is,'' Atticus said but He didn't say anything, instead, he stared at the door of Hawi's suite while the warlock cast a spell on him, before slicing his hand, making Her bleed on the floor.

He watched as his blood seeped through the tiles and disappeared into the ground, a reminder that this was a binding spell to the earth. He didn't care though. Whatever was elf for him, was just his little mate.

Perhaps when this was all over, he would be able to figure out what it really meant to be himself, right? The whole time he had been a puppet for the realm, being pushed left right, and center, and he never once had a break.

Maybe with Hawi's passing, he would be able to get a life of his own, he wouldn't have to look over his shoulders again, he wouldn't have to fight for his place in society and he would live, for himself.

"There, done. Remember, Jeremiah, you are bound to the earth, so whatever you do, don't even think of not fulfilling your mission. I give you fifty years to kill her. If in fifty years you still fail, then it will be your blood for hers," Atticus said and we just nodded.

He knew that there wasn't a thing he could do to save himself. He should have known that accepting help from Russel Warlock was always going to have a price that he would probably not be able to pay.

But then it didn't matter now, because they had him, again, at the price of his sanity. There was no telling what they would ask of him next but he hoped that comedy, the universe would remember him and be kinder to him.

"I know," Jer said before adding, "Thank you," right as the door to Hawi's suite opened.