The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Chapter 571 Deeper Than The Ink Beneath Our Tattoos [3]

[MBALI]

[Still The Lonely Night... A MONTH BEFORE THE GREAT SICARIO WAR]

"She won't be going anywhere, don't worry. Besides, the stench of your desire for each other is suffocating," Hawi said with a laugh like this was the most normal thing for the both of them. But then what else was there?

Mbali and Amina needed each other, it was more than obvious, even to anyone who didn't have eyes. They lusted for each other yet somehow managed to keep their hands off each other.

"Come on, Alpha Awuor," Mbali whined and Hawi snickered knowingly. This wasn't about to get any better, so the easiest option was for them to make a run for it.

"She called me alpha... Run!" Hawi said to Ruru and Malika who ran along with her

"You people are traitors!!" Mbali cried out but they simply responded with peals of laughter.

"Get laid both of you!" Ruru added before they disappeared and Mbali choked on air.

With her friends gone, Mbali stood there with the woman who was supposed to make her happy and had successfully failed, thanks to her last name. She knew her friends were hoping for a better reunion for some reason.

However, to Mbali, there was nothing that could ever happen between her and Amina. The woman came from a cursed family and that was something that Mbali wasn't sure she wanted to be a part of.

At the same time, when Ruru said that she needed to get laid probably with Amina, Mbali wouldn't deny the tinge she felt in her heart and in her core. She wanted Amina in ways that she couldn't spell out yet, but she was going to hold back.

She wanted to prove to herself that she was stronger in mind and that she could keep her desires in control. But then now that their friends had left, the stench of both their lies was in the air. Would Mbali give in though?

"Is it really that bad to sit with me, mi reina?" Amina asked when she noticed that the night was filled with so many uncertainties. It hadn't been her intention to ambush Mbali with this, but she had hoped that she still had more time.

She hoped that there would be enough time for her to talk to the woman she loved about the cruel link that bound them together, a link that could see hands rolling without even a second thought.

"The difference between you, your dying brother, and your dead siblings is that you're alive. But not for long," Mbali said angrily, ignoring the question Amina had asked.

She wasn't sure how the fuck she was supposed to do that when her heart seemed to be beating for the Russel woman.

Amina arched a brow at that. She had heard the same thing over and over, but Mbali's last statement got her staring at the woman curiously. Maybe there really was a chance for the both of them.

Maybe the world was all glistening and shit and they would be able to make it out if they loved each other.

"They won't forgive me?... Does that mean you forgive me?" Amina asked, ignoring everything Mbali had said.

She hadn't been expecting that last statement but it was progress. She knew Mbali despised her for the last name, but the fact that Mbali didn't include herself in the forgiveness bit, made Amina have hope.

Perhaps she was stupid for holding on to that kind of hope, but then a girl could hope, right? She was in love and was willing to do whatever it took not to lose her mate. Maybe she would find a way to align the way, right?

However, how long did she have before when her execution was at dawn and it was a little past midnight now?

"You're crazy," Mbali sighed as she looked at her mate. She had expected Amina to be stubborn and if she was truthful with herself, Mbali loved how defiant her mate was. She wanted to rush over there and kiss the hell out of Amina, but she couldn't.

She wanted to pull the woman so close and never let her go. Mbali wanted to tell her Amina that there was a way, and that the idea Amina had suggested was actually workable.

She wanted to explain to Amina that her stupid friends had left them together because there wouldn't be an execution in the morning as they wanted her to be happy even if it was with the most unexpected of persons.

Mbali wanted to assure Amina so badly, but she couldn't find it in herself to do that. She didn't want to give Amina hope or even herself hope.

Besides, why they would be done with the missions and went back home, if she went with Amina, there was a chance that their people would protest. Mbali didn't want to put Amina through that. She didn't want to hurt her mate like that.

It would break her.

"I know you don't need me. But maybe if you use me, you will get your vengeance sooner and then you can live your life happily, mi reina," Amina said softly as she looked into Mbali's eyes now that the woman had stopped pacing around.

"We don't need you. I don't know why the fuck you came here. I don't care about what you want, but know that when dawn comes, you will be dead. You can leave now and never come back, or stay and watch me be the first to put a stake into your heart," Mbali warned.

She was not about to make any compromises and frankly, that was understandable. She wasn't sure how to react to all of this without being hurt and she had had her fair share of pain to last her the night anyway.

"You don't need a stake for that," Amina said softly. A part of her was still hoping that all would be well, that the world would be all shiny for them.