The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance
Chapter 116 - 116: Home Was A Person

[HAWI]

"You're here?" Elodie asked suddenly, snapping Hawi back to her reality.

She really was home, but would it ever be worth it, or even feel like home again?

Oh, but the emptiness was more than obvious.

Elodie Kane looked like shit, but compared to Hawi, she was way better and she knew it. That in itself made her feel like her heart was about to shatter into thousands of pieces again.

Seeing Hawi here was surreal and Elodie could just hope that everything would be alright.

"Yes. I am here to pay my respects to the fallen beta. I have come with my beta, Adolf," Rukiya said and Elodie stared at her, clearly wondering why the hell she hadn't mentioned Hawi, yet Hawi was standing there.

Looking around, Elodie was quick to realize that no one other than her and the Greysons could see Hawi, and that once again got her wondering if this was a friendly visit.

Frankly, Elodie was somewhat glad that Hawi was there, because only she could tell what the hell had happened to Malika. It was not common for a protector to be out for that long and maybe that was why Hawi was here, right?

"Ah, I see," Elodie responded before she turned to look at Theo and the skeptical warriors.

"I'll take care of our guests. You get back to your posts, and make sure to be on high alert. We will be expecting more dangerous alphas, though the most dangerous one is standing here with me.

"Now go," Elodie said, not leaving room for anyone to even ask questions.

Theo looked at Elodie, and he knew that everything would be well, though he was silently praying that Elodie didn't do anything crazier than she was already doing with Jer.

It was hard enough hiding from the visitors that Elodie was determined to turn Jeremiah into a turkey barbecue every second she laid her eyes on the man. It was chaotic, but who wasn't unhinged in Hawi's circle?

"Alright. We will take our leave then," Theo said as he made way for the visitors to make it in.

"How are you?" Elodie asked and Rukiya raised a brow at her, like this was easily the most unexpected of questions.

There wasn't a day that Elodie Kane had ever cared enough to ask Rukiya anything, not even if she was in dire need, and yet right now she was making conversation with her?

Was this good progress or was this one of the endless hallucinations that Rukiya was certain she was in with how things had turned out?

"I am fine thank you. This is strange... Are you sure you are okay?" Rukiya asked and Elodie wasn't even looking at her. It was then that she realized that the greeting wasn't even hers in the first place.

"How are you, sister?" Elodie asked again, this time making sure to mention her sister so that Hawi would know that she was the one that Elodie was addressing.

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised you can see her," Rukiya commented and Hawi just smiled at her mate.

"How are you?" Hawi asked, as she looked at her sister. It had been a while since they had been civilized with each other. Frankly, Hawi missed her sister so much that she felt like he needed a breather from everything.

Perhaps that was also one of the many reasons she had come back to Sicario.

Hawi had nothing tethering her here, and even though she had family, after everything that they had done to her Hawi would have been right not to want to come to the burial and yet she showed up.

"I'm just trying to cope with your absence. Meanwhile, your protector decided to stay unconscious for two whole weeks, not to mention Jer is very convinced that you are haunting him.

"That man is an embarrassment to everyone in Sicario, but we keep his psychotic outbursts as our dirty little secret," Elodie sighed as they walked toward her house.

She knew that it would raise questions, especially given they had never been known to be friends, but then Elodie was ready to fight anyone who dared to say a word about the arrangement she was making right now.

She just didn't give a shit about anything then.

"Malika? She is here," Hawi said and Elodie, Rukiya, and Adolf looked at her like she had gone bonkers. This wasn't what they had expected, but goddamn, Hawi being out of her mind this early home was never a good thing.

"Sorry, what?" Elodie asked and Rukiya just stroked Hawi's lap gently as if to ask her if she was really okay.

"She really is here. She looks like me though," Hawi said and realized that her friends were getting even more confused. So she materialized, at the same time that an excited Malika did, with a sheepish smile, as they stared at her with worried looks.

"I'll just ask what no one is going to. Does Sicario have a mental hospital where we can take our loved ones who are mentally unstable?" Rukiya asked with a straight and worried face, one that even Adolf was sharing.

Elodie herself wasn't sure what to make of the sight before them.

Of all the things, seeing Malika in Hawi's regalia when she was banished was certainly not it. It triggered so many memories that she wanted to bury and yet at the same time, these clothes were the reminder that Jeremiah wasn't supposed to even be the alpha of Sicario.

They were the reminder that no matter what happened, forgiveness was never going to be an option.

"Oh hi, Rukiya. You look thinner than the last time I saw you. I guess you have been suffering while I was having fun. Don't worry though, it comes with the job description, though in your case, it's more like a trapping oath you made.

"You'll be fine in a hundred years or so... By the way, Mistress, how do I look?" Malika asked, not even hesitating to turn around so Hawi could take in the worst memory of all time.

However, Malika didn't think of it as a terrible memory. She thought of it as the one tool she had successfully deployed, one that she had managed to use to make Jeremiah a whole mess, and goodness she was enjoying it.

"You look perfectly unhinged, but the kind that makes you my person. Can we go and torment him now, please?" Hawi asked knowingly, and Rukiya looked at Malika, like she was ready to beg, with her life, just so that Hawi couldn't get into this.

Rukiya was familiar with everything Hawi, and even worse, she was aware of what Hawi and Malika would do; the heavens knew that it was not comforting at all.

"If you promise to tell me his worst nightmare so we can trigger it and have fun," Malika said and Hawi just fist-bumped her protector, making the trio in the room start regretting what hadn't even happened yet.

"Hold on… I need to mask your scent so we don't have to deal with suspicious people, give me a second," Malika said as she cast a spell on Hawi, who stood there dutifully, and before they knew it, Hawi and Malika were gone.

"Goddess have mercy on Jer's soul," Elodie prayed, as she slumped on the seat and Rukiya raised a brow at her.

"Oh please, you don't really think they will go all Christmas and shit with him, do you? They are a disastrous duo, and the worst that can happen, is already happening. The two of them always share one brain cell when they are angry.

"Let's just wait for the results of their madness, aye," Elodie said and Rukiya sighed knowingly. It wasn't going to be easy, being here with Hawi and Malika causing chaos, but that didn't mean that she would forget what she had really come for.

"You have a point. Anyway, I saw Hawi's torn drawings back in Greyson, and she drew some gory things that got me worried for her, more than the person she is targeting," Rukiya said when the duo had disappeared

"She is Hawi. She rarely draws, but when she does, then everything she draws is gory, Rukiya. You'll eventually get used to it," Elodie sighed casually like she wasn't even surprised.

"Not like this," Rukiya said before Adolf handed her his bag that had the drawings.

"This is bad, like really really bad. And the one person who can control her is already on a crazy mission with her. Just great. How about we eat our last supper? Anyone?" was all Elodie could say when she saw the drawings.

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[A/N]

* Me to Elodie: "Dramatic much? ^-^ "