The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Chapter 413 We Can't Be Friends

[SICARIO]

"They will be fine either way. Hawi won't leave without Mbali, at least that much we know," Hudhayfah comforted Elodie. He knew this whole thing was new for her, given she was born and bred as a warrior.

Then again, did they all try their best to fill the shoes that they hadn't been ready to take part in at the moment? They needed to adjust and if that meant making the hardest of decisions to keep the peace then they had to be ready to do it.

"So... Drew, huh? Have you told your parents yet?" Hudhayfah asked and Elodie let out an exasperated sigh, she had been hoping that the Drew case would be over before they knew it but then here they were with a blown-up ship.

There was so much history between her and Drew and she hated that her parents were more likely to find this out. It would be a whole different thing and frankly. Elodie had hoped not to get them involved in this.

Then again, how hard could she hide the fact that the man was back in Sicario, on a blown ship, and was crucial to the investigation that was currently ongoing, not to mention the fact that there was a chance he was the clue to this madness?

"They would never let me out if they knew he was here. I bet they would come for me and take me with them to the human lands, but I can't let that happen. I can't abandon Hawi like that.

"She trusted me with the pack and I need to make sure it's alright," Elodie said to Hudhayfah even though it seemed like the man didn't believe her. They all had their reasons but then at the end of the day, they had to figure it out with family, right?

Hudhayfah looked at the kid beside him, wondering what the heck was going on in her head. He knew her better than anyone ever could and he knew that she was trying to hold on for everyone's sake.

It wasn't something she could run away from and maybe thinking that being the alpha was the only way to stay was the best thing that she could manage at this point. It didn't matter how long the time would be, but at least they could hope, right?

"What do you find, Olga?" Elodie asked as she looked at the wreckage. The stench of oil and cyanide was still in the air and it tickled her nose. She wanted to ask so many questions but then she had to trust Olga.

After all, Olga was the only one who could give her a comprehensive report of the mess they were seeing at the moment, right? Perhaps patience was something Elodie Kane had to learn, and she needed to master it as soon as possible.

"Traces of black magic. A lot of black magic. It's like this ship and everything in it was made of black magic, which is confusing because such kinds of magic wouldn't have made it through the borders.

"The wards Alpha Hawi setup should have kept the magic away, so it just doesn't make any sense," Olga said to the alpha who was with sign meds before her. Elodie had never been this confused in her life.

She had this intense urge to reach out to Hawi and ask her what the fuck was going on with the ship. But then she couldn't. The ship coming through was the last transmission between Sicario and the Savasci knights who were out there.

There was no way of reaching out or even communicating with Hawi to know what the fuck they had walked into. Perhaps they just had to try their best and figure this out for the sake of everyone, right?

"Yeah, that is impossible. Did you find anything in the ship, on the lower decks?" Elodie asked and Olga looked at her, and then at Hudhayfah who had already caught up with Elodie. It was almost like Olga was scared of something, but then what could it be?

"What is it, Olga?" Elodie asked worriedly.

"I think you are going to have to see this on your own," Olga said as she led the alpha and the healer toward the back of the ship, only for Olga to tell one of the CSI's to pull back the blanket that was clearly covering a body.

"Mbali?"