The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

"What is that?" one of the wolves who had seen the portal open asked as a figure stood rigid and unmoving from the point of the open portal. It was like whoever this person was, wasn't sure whether the portal had led him or her to the right place.

This was not something that happened in Sicario as frequently as any outside would have imagined and so it made little to no sense and yet at the same time, it made so much sense because of who they had all been waiting for, for so long.

"Holy shit," another wolf said as he looked above and around them. So much was changing and fast. It was like an apocalypse except for the fact that this didn't feel dangerous at all.

It was almost like a welcome home song which was range because everyone we came and those that weren't home were really away from them. Surely there had to be another tangible explanation for this mess, right?

However, when the sky began to hang a little too low with the stars so close and the moon awfully bright for a dusk that had been uneventful, they all felt the massive shift in the air.

It all began with the mind links being with one that they hadn't thought would be possible for so long. It was like they were living in a dream only that this time, it wasn't a dream.

The universe and magic along with manipulation were things that were always at play, but to think that they would try that with the army of the devil would be insane. They all knew it even as they tried to assume that this was impossible.

There was just no way that she could go back home because when they left last time, it felt like the world was over for them.

This right here was an illusion. But was it, when the powerful knights known to be above so much magic were feeling what the entire pack was feeling too? Was this the kind of life though?

"No way," they whispered among themselves as the winds began whistling so loudly and the insects of the night had gotten a little too excited. All of this was so sudden that it almost knocked out the entire werewolf pack unconscious.

This was not what they had imagined but this was also the only way they would ever become whole again. It was up for debate and it was interesting as hell. The wolves fought to keep their consciousness as the energy got too strong for them.

The Savasci knights were doing their best to keep the pack awake but even that was proving to be hard. Then again it was hard, not impossible, a truth that they had long learned when the werewolf queen began taking interest in them and their activities.

Their attempt at fighting to stay conscious was a success and when they managed to keep their eyes open, they felt more energized, anyone would think that this right here was a test of who they were and what they always believed in.

It was insane a touch of fate but it was the kind that they would embrace and not waste any time around.

It didn't matter how hard things could get for them, because right now, with the merged mind links, everyone had the same thought but was too scared of speaking it out loud, because it just didn't make sense.

The figure was standing there, not moving an inch and if that was who they thought she was, then she would have long embraced the pack and done things that would make them know that she was back. But she didn't do anything this time.

"Is she—" the wolves asked in silence right before the lights in the entire Sicario went on.

All of them without even having to be turned on by anyone. It was too early for even the security lights to be on and yet right now the pack looked like the best of all sunny days, save for the fact that the moon was shining brighter and the stars were rejoicing.

It was almost like an eclipse and perhaps it was because this was not something that happens daily. Hell, anyone who was outside Sicario would probably be worried for them given how lowly the sky hung around them.

Did they have a reason to be concerned yet though?

"Well, shit," was all that could be heard as the lights brought to life the figure that had been still there, and even the two figures that pooped out from the portal right behind the standing figure.

It was obvious that it was not the two who had showed up that made the pack go silent and come to a standstill, no.

It wasn't in the way they had come back together holding hands like they were on a honeymoon that forced even the animals of the night to go dead silent and the winds to even stay quieter than usual.

It was the way that the sight of that one figure had been the greatest reminder of what had once been in the realm, what was at the moment, and what would always be of the realm.

"You okay, Hawi?" Mbali voiced as she looked at her leader who was standing like a statue, unmoving even when the portal closed and it was just the three of them being watched by the entirety of Sicario.

This wasn't even making any sense but it was also making a lot of sense, as Hawi stood still, not daring to speak, almost like she was scared that her words could never be enough for her people and her actions would never make sense for them too.

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This right here was a lifetime glaring at them.

"She needs time, let her be," Amina whispered softly as she and Mbali stood on the side, to let Hawi have the attention of the entire pack. Their eyes were glazed over as they watched their savior stand there and it was obvious what they all were thinking.

The queen was back.

'Oh goddess, help me,' Hawi said a simple prayer as she looked at her people. She hadn't realized it yet but she had been still and when she heard Amina's voice, she figured perhaps it was time for her to seem like she had been living for a while now.

This wasn't how she had imagined shit would be but then no one had expected her to be back so suddenly without so much as an announcement. One look at the knights and it is evident that even they had not known that the world one was coming back home.

"Smile, Hawi," Mbali whispered from where she was standing beside Hawi and the wild wolf sighed softly before she turned to look at her people, a smile on her face as she watched them unfold bit by bit.

Her heart felt warm and she felt like this wasn't as bad as she had thought it would be. Then again, to be fair, Hawi herself hadn't once thought of home like this, let alone all that was happening around her.

This was something out of her reach and her world was slowly coming together. It had been so long since she had seen her people and much less like this when there was no threat of a war.

She was honestly just glad to be home and when the last of her knights teleported to the place she had been standing, Hawi knew that this was the last time she would have left home.

It was so obvious in the way that they were looking at her, that they wanted her to stay and Awuor Hawi knew that she wouldn't ever have the courage to run away from home again.

The happiness on the faces of her people was something that he had long dreamt of and now this was real. There was nothing like hate in their eyes and it gave Hawi hope.

The pride she could feel oozing for them, not to mention the kid stares they were giving her, was so new to her even though she hadn't done anything that would have made them disappointed in her.

Maybe she was still trying to get toast to the fact that she had made them run away when they were not even home. She expected herself to be judged for it, but this hadn't been it.

Perhaps it was because she had sent them to safety so she could fight the war and bring honor to their home that had been tainted by Jer and his antics.

'No, not this time, no,' Hawi thought to herself as the memories of the long night of war came back to her, threatening to attack away any solace she had started finding in the smell of home.

She didn't have the time to deal with the chaos that had broken her heart one too many times and she would do whatever it took to make sure that that horror didn't see the light of the day even once.

Honestly, she had cried enough times, and this time, she had nothing to cry about anymore. Sicario was still the same and her people were healthy, which was more than she had thought possible.

And the best part of it all was that despite the time that had passed and the tears he had shed one too many times, her baby was alive.

Her Ruru was alive and frankly, that was all that Hawi needed to find the courage to embrace home regardless of what was to come.

"Awuor?" Elodie's voice sliced through the silence.