The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

"You listening to them, Jer?" Hawi asked with a laugh as she looked at Jer, whose focus was on his father. He was hurting deep inside and it was ruining him to even think that this was something that he had to do.

His father was family and the family was to be protected. That was quite the issue, but it was sad to even think that after all of this, there was nothing that he could do about it.

"Fuck you," Jer said to Hawi who just laughed at him like he was out of things to say to her to make her change her mind. That may not have been what he imagined but Hawi didn't care about that. All she wanted was to make sure that everything was going in the right way. She wanted to make sure she never got to experience any mercy.

"I do the fucking, but don't worry, Ruru gives it to me good. I could show you, but you don't even deserve to have eyes to look at the love of my life. Now, back to where we were, are you going to kill your father or should I?" Hawi asked amusedly.

She loved what she was doing. She was enjoying every bit of it, and when she forced Jer to shift into his human form the Savasci knights could tell that shit was never going to be the same anymore.

Forcing Jer to shift like that was symbolic of what they had done to her years sign with her mom.

They had made her plunge her claws into her mother and set her up. If the claws had been that hard and hurt for days on end, then Jer would definitely wish he was dead for this one. It was more than obvious, but Hawi didn't just care.

She was way past that.

Oh, but Hawi knew it had to have hurt because it was never easy to be forced. A forced shift was the worst thing any wolf would ever have to go through because then it would make them feel the worst of pains.

Hawi however didn't care about that. All she wanted was blood and revenge and right now she was about to get it. She didn't care that she could lose herself in the process, because frankly, she couldn't see if there was anything left for her to lose.

She had suffered in the hands of so many people in her life that she couldn't care if they wanted her gone or to stay with them. What she wouldn't do was to let Jeremiah Warner think that there was still a hope for life.

Oh, Hawi would take it all away from him and she wouldn't even flinch while at it. That was just how much she hated Jeremiah Warner.
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"Great! Let the games begin!" Hawi announced and Jer stared at his father apologetically, as he knew that this was a different kind of hell for the both of them. He knew that shit would never be right unless he fixed it in the way that he could.

Jer knew that this is probably going to be his last day alive, and yet he still hasn't succeeded in fulfilling the main purpose of the magic that Atticus had given him.

He had made an oath to kill him and right now, why there was nothing he could do, he wasn't sure that the crazy Savasci teams would leave him be.

They would definitely do worst to him if he tried to fuck up their leader, which was even a worse fate than what would happen to him if he didn't go through with the promise that he had made Atticus.

Funny how he had one of the strongest Russel warlock's magic and yet he couldn't do shit with it because the crazed psycho who was before him, was greatly impervious to magic and didn't give two shits whether the sun rose in the west or set in the north.

Poor Jeremiah.

"I'm so sorry, Father," Jer said to his father whose eyes were still on his mate who was on the ground unconscious. The poor woman had endured the worst of the worst and now she was about to be the victim of what looked like the worst break in any family.

They probably didn't deserve this, and were suffering because of their son. Then again, Hawi couldn't give a rat's ass about that. The pain was something their son had forced on her and she would make them feel it too.

She loved it, watching as he circled his own father, while the Russels who could have helped stood so close and yet so far. They wouldn't ever be able to help Jer because regardless of what happened, they were in the same situation.

They were all here because they had tried to fuck up Sicario and the devil herself had come back to find them on here. The dome was up so they couldn't even leave unless Malika opened it for them, which was something that wouldn't be happening, ever.

It was a fruitful starting moment, even as He apologized for the hundredth time to his father. This was cruelty at best and simply what he had ousted Hawi through in every way.

"Be quick with it, son. I wait to be with my mate," Jer's father said and Jer felt his heart clench a little too hard. He had sworn he would protect his parents from everything and now it looked like he was the threat that he needed to protect them from.

He was failing, hell, he had failed and yet he wanted to still fight back. This was not what he had had in mind, but as he watched the Savasci knights watch sadly, he knew that there wasn't much they could do to help him.

This was the one time that he would never forget in whatever was left of his life.

"Are you going to kill him or are you going to play the long game here too? We don't have enough time, Jer. Kill your father or I will kill both your father and mother, and then kill you but bring you back.

"This is not the time for you to be having a conscience and do it so damn well that no one will forget about it alright? The larger audience is gone but the audience that matters is right here, so get on with it," Hawi said and Jer felt the life leave him.

He hadn't wanted to do this, and he wished that he could convince Hawi to change her mind. However, he was way past that and he just needed to accept his fate.

So, with one last look at his father, Jer apologized as he ran towards him, tears clouding his eyes as he neared his father, and his long claws made a show. He didn't want to do this, that much had been obvious from the onset, but Hawi didn't give a shit about it anymore.

The Savasci knights who were watching could feel their hearts shatter for the old man whose only sin was to have a son like Jeremiah. It was too great a price to pay, but it was what it was.

"Goodbye, father," Jer said as he clawed his father's neck, but what followed was the worst lightning strike that any realm had ever experienced, aligned with a loud scream and pain-filled scream that tore through the dome and broke all the barriers…

…In the entire realm.