The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

There was silence all around.

The wolves were scared that they would say something that could anger Rukiya Greyson and she would snap and kill them all. They were right to worry, but her silence was cracking up the remaining Savasci knights.

They wanted to make jokes about it, but then they were aware of how technical that would get. So instead of speaking up loudly, they just focused on their mind links, laughing in there and making comments about everything that's happening.

"Alpha Awuor Hawi Sicario, you stand accused of killing your mother, our Luna Enola Sicario four years ago in the alpha suite. How do you plead?" Asmodeus spoke as he looked at Hawi.

He was scared of what the answers would sound like and he was worried that Rukiya Greyson would separate his head from his body and leave him there for the dead. He was right to be scared but right now, that wasn't helping as much.

"Is she going to plead guilty again?"

"What if they were right the first time?"

"What if she was always guilty?"

The murmurs were increasing, the whispers had also grown a little too loud in Hawi's ears. She could remember this lot of wolves shouting for her to be executed. She remembered them calling her a murderer.

They had been so disappointed in her that they never bothered to check in on her and ask if she was alright. She had broken their hearts, and she had broken her own heart too in the process but that was never enough.

Her pain had been something that seemed like an illusion to many and as much as she wanted to pretend that it would all be fine, nothing ever was. Their lives had come to a standstill when Eniola died and Hawi couldn't blame them.

She truly knew where they were coming from. Perhaps that's why she looked at them one more time, scanning through the voices, hoping that one of them was relieved outside of her friend group.

Hawi wished there was someone who trusted her, someone who knew she could have never done that, and there was none. Well, she tried to listen to the voices but still had nothing, until someone spoke out.

"No, she didn't kill her mother," a woman in her mid-fifties said, shocking the entire Sicario pack. It was like they had heard something that was forbidden given the shock and surprise that followed.

There were gaps in the crowd, cheers for some while most were curious to know what an elderly woman could know about what happened to Hawi when she wasn't even a member of the pack by then.

"And you are?" Jer questioned as he looked at the woman who had just walked into the crowd without so much as a warning.

The woman was casually dressed; you would think she had lost her way to the market. She looked creepy as fuck, but somehow, she was the first person who made Hawi believe that she hadn't truly been the one to kill her mother.

Hawi always needed someone to believe in her. Someone told her to her face that it wasn't her fault that her mother died.

Sure, her friends always reminded her of that, but she knew her friends were mostly comforting her rather than easing her into the reality that the world would probably forever blame her for the chaos that had happened.

"I am a shapeshifter, Jeremiah Warner," the woman said right as she shifted into Jeremiah including everything he wore. She looked like Jeremiah more than Jeremiah looked like Jeremiah and finally, it was scary and exciting at the same time.

"What?" Jer asked as he sank deeper into his seat, suddenly scared of the woman who had just shown up. It was obvious that she was probably not even a forty-year-old lost woman and that she had simply shape-shifted.

There are so many blacks at the moment and it could have been easier if the woman had said something. But then she didn't seem to be bothered that there were so many questions lingering.

"I can be whoever I want to be," the woman said as she transformed into an older and worse version of Asmodeus, making the wolf cringe at how terrible old age looked on him. You would think the man didn't want to age.

He couldn't be blamed, but then the life cycle had to somehow get completed eventually. It didn't matter who held what position or who did what on what days. Things had to be done and nature wasn't as forgiving when it came to time.

"What the fuck does that even mean?" the wolves asked before one of the elders spoke the words that got Rukiya Greyson hurling him up in the air. You would think the elder was a lightweight.

"Who is to say that the banished child didn't hire this shapeshifting demon to come and defend her? We cannot trust someone who doesn't even take a true form and always Sophie others.

"We can't trust someone who seems to have been invited a little too conveniently to come to the palace. Besides, if she really were an intruder, those crazy women would have stopped her.

"The woman on trial could have been alerted, but then the jailbird isn't even bothered to ask her crazed mate to stop. If she wanted to she could have controlled the psycho beside her, but she hasn't tried that.

"How do we even know that this creature is what it seems to be? Or maybe Awuor Hawi can give us an understanding since she sure knows how to interact with psychos, yeah?" the elder said, angering Rukiya Greyson.

Rukiya had promised herself she would be calm and a supportive girlfriend and mate at the trial. but in less than thirty minutes she had made Jeremiah feel like shit, had scared Asmodeus, and had made most of the Sicario wolves question their sanity.

And as if that wasn't already terrible enough, she had broken the man she was lifting high up with her hands that were on his ribs. It was like the Greyson alpha had become a feral who could understand shit.

She couldn't be blamed though. Besides it wasn't daily that the love of her life was subjected to such harsh conditions while the others enjoyed whatever misery she was left to suffer in. It wasn't fair and they couldn't deny that.

Maybe along the way, they could understand the importance of trust and love, right?

"You really want to be high on power and morals, don't you? How about I add something else to that long list of unfortunate things you wish for but will never be able to get, huh?" Rukiya asked as she dropped the man to the ground with a thud.

Malika was watching excitedly. She should have intervened, but then she was also aware that everyone in the realm knew that Hawi was assigned to her and even worse that she was always in Sicario because of Hawi.

No one in their right mind would willingly walk into Sicario and try to screw up Hawi like that. Not even the Russel brothers and yet the shapeshifter had come on and walked to the podium like it was his field day.

"And here I thought I was the crazy one," the shapeshifter said amusedly.