The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Chapter 333: Always Got More Time, Sweetheart

[HAWI]

By midday, the different faction leaders who had received the letters had started streaming into Sicario, wondering what this was about and why they had been summoned like this.

Most of them were scared because the message had come from Hawi while others were excited because Awuor Hawi was back and they could continue their business deals.

It was something that was expected but then the woman in question wouldn't give two shits about what anyone thought of her. Since the retraction of her banishment and her ascent back into her seat, she was back to the woman she had always been.

The powerhouse that reigned terror on the enemies of Sicario and the girl who didn't could run anyone over as long as it didn't affect her allies and friends.

She was the reminder of what happened when someone broke the heart of an innocent, because now, she looked like she had better places than to be here, when that's what she wanted.

She had her resting bitch face on, and this time it was backed by the desire for revenge and the desire to ruin everyone that had ever tried to fuck up her life.

Awuor Hawi may have been the kind and somewhat lenient person because she didn't really know what could happen to her now that she had lost everything, but Awuor Sicario?

That woman was insane and fueled by anger and vengeance.

She would burn them all and everyone else who stood in her way.

She had changed, maybe, but then this was who she was.

Taking back her last name was the only step that she needed to get her vengeance and with her dear mate having handed Sicario back to her, she was going to be standing on business.

And Goddess help the souls of Jeremiah Warner and the remaining shadow warlocks, because hell had finally got the armor it needed and boy would it be a terrible and horrible fight;

Probably one that would make everyone question what they believed in, but it definitely would be one that would show the world what a devil they had created when they had wiped out the Sicario family and left the lone wolf standing.

This was the beginning of hell.

"You look ready, my beautiful," Rukiya Greyson said as she took in the sight before her. She had woken up early to make sure her mate had everything she needed for the first meeting.

"They can always wait, sweetheart. I can smell your desire," Hawi whispered huskily as she peppered kisses on Rukiya's neck, then to her chest where her eyes injured hungrily as she took in the full breasts that were staring right at her.

"Fuck," Hawi let out before she gently guided Ruru to the nearest wall, making the Greyson alpha let out a soft whine. Ruru's rationality was making it out the window and she would soon be putty in Hawi's hands.

"B... But it's eleven o'clock... fuck," Ruru forced out only to let out a string of curses when she felt Hawi's mouth on her nipples.

Ruru didn't even need to look to know that Hawi had pushed her breasts together and was feeding the dorm both. It was something Hawi did whenever they were in a hurry, and yet they always managed to give each other the pleasure at most.

Feeling those warm lips on her breasts, Rukiya was done fighting. She couldn't win this one. She knew it, not that she wanted to win. She never wanted to win a suit against Hawi, so she let her have her.

"Lost for words, baby?" Hawi teased, while biting Ruru's nipples, making Rukiya's body arch forward even though she was pinned against the wall.

"I... More, please," Rukiya said and Hawi let out a laugh at how her baby had given up. It was a beautiful sight, seeing Rukiya Greyson like that. Her Ruru. Goddess, the woman was so beautiful Hawi was glad she belonged to her.

"I thought you wanted me to get to the meeting?" Hawi teased again. She was peppering kisses down Ruru's abdomen, before her hands replaced her mouth on Ruru's breasts, squeezing them rhythmically.

"You're not wearing anything under?" Hawi asked, her breath hitching in her throat, her eyes filled with lust while she took in the sight of the prettiest cunt she had ever seen, and the only cunt she would ever want.

"Never... not when with you," Ruru strained out and Haw let out a deep chuckle. She was fucked the moment she set her eyes on that pretty body. Even if she had decided to go to that meeting after a few minutes, now she couldn't stop.

She could already smell the slick from Ruru and she wanted a taste. She needed to have a taste, and everything else could wait, because she would have a taste. She would drink from her favorite spot and hells be damned about it.

"Do you want me to stop?" Hawi asked even though she already knew the answer to that. Her hands that were on Ruru's breasts instantly dropped to Ruru's waist, inside her robe, training down to her butt, before Hawi cupped her butt cheeks, pushing Ruru's grin forward.

"Screw that meeting and fuck me," Ruru groaned out.

"That's not a certain answer sweetheart," Hawi teased as she ran her tongue on Ruru's crotch, before settling on her clit.

"I'll kill you if you stop," Ruru said even though it came off as a moan because Hawi was already sucking her clit hungrily.

"Yes, ma'am," Hawi said before she spread Ruru's legs and went on her knees.