Chapter 117: Quite The Alpha, Right?

[HAWI]

"She is Hawi. She rarely draws, but wh she does, th everything she draws is gory, Rukiya. You'll evtually get used to it," Elodie sighed casually like she wasn't ev 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 wh she saw the drawings.

"What does that mean? Adolf, who was new to the whole setup asked as he looked at his alpha and the psycho woman who happed to be Hawi's best frid. Some bonds were questionable but right now, the only thing that mattered was that Hawi was okay, right?

"Hold that thought, I hear a commotion outside," Elodie said to the two who were ready to hear what she had to say about the damn drawing and why she was so bothered by them.

At that, Rukiya, Adolf, and Elodie stepped out to see what was going on and sure ough, there was a commotion outside. There was a crowd forming, one that was not sure what the fuck was happing, especially with the frown and shock on their faces.

Rukiya looked at Elodie as if to tell her that this would really be a good time for her to start explaining what the fuck was going on. They had come to a damn funeral, not a circus station, and they were waiting to hear what Elodie was going to say about this.

Perhaps it would prepare them psychologically for the chaos that was to be expected, right? Or maybe, just maybe there was a differt way for them to get through this, right?

Maybe the world was starting to look greyer than usual and they all wanted to be a part of it at the d of the day, right?

Maybe they were still processing the death of the beta or ev the fact that Sicario had be the one to kill his son as claimed by the alpha. But was that really what they would have to deal with today?

"Welcome to Sicario, Alpha Rukiya," Elodie said tiredly as she watched the sight before them with disgust on her face.

This was what they had all be going through in the past weeks and she had hoped that he would have stopped because they had visitors, but no. He just had to go on ahead and make their pack into a mess that couldn't easily be cleaned.

This was an embarrassmt that would take a while to clean up and Elodie was seriously considering her options right now.

If it hadn't be for her sister and whatever twisted plan Hawi had in her mind right now, Elodie Kane would have eliminated that mess of an alpha, ages ago. But she had to be patit because they had visitors.

The reputations of both packs were at stake and there was a Luna who was supposedly not aware that her alpha was the bastard.

This was their chance to prove to the people of Sicario that Malika Clarkson may have be a smiling machine, but she was a woman who would protect her husband's dignity no matter what happed. This was showtime.

"Hawi says now," Rukiya said and Elodie stood there as she waited for the whole thing to begin afresh.

Of course, Jer was busy running a, trying his best to hide from his mate who was haunting him and playing games with him, but that didn't matter to Hawi. This wasn't ev close to what she had planned for everyone who had hurt her in this goddamn pack.

"What the hell is this?" Rukiya suddly boomed, snapping Elodie into character. She looked pissed and very disappointed and her best was right behind her as they walked over to where Jer was standing with Hawi beside him.

"Hat the fuck is this? How could an alpha be this disrespectful towards us? We left our lands to come and mourn your beta, with your people, and yet the only thing we have be forced to witness is a high-grade circus led by the alpha himself!

"What kind of shit is this? And who the fuck is in charge here, now that your alpha is a stupid fucking mess? Goodness Jeremiah, what the fuck happed to you, man?" Rukiya asked loudly, ignoring the gasps a her.

She was making sure that everyone heard her voice and it took everything in Hawi not to fold under her.

Awuor Hawi Sicario loved a bossy Rukiya and was contemplating continuing the chaos with Jer or going to her suite with Rukiya and reminding her that she was hot as hell booming like that.

'Goodness Hawi, tone your horniness down. I shouldn't have to deal with this wh you both are close,' Malika whined in the mind link and Hawi just shrugged like it wasn't a big deal.

'Oh, please, look at the pot calling the kettle black. We both know if it were Elodie, you would have already asked me for permission to disappear,' Hawi responded only for Malika's blush to make a show.

Hawi stood there for a momt, making sure to completely disappear from Jer's sight, because she wanted to focus on teasing someone else, her favorite protector who had also spt her time teasing Hawi any chance she got.

This was Hawi's turn, oh but Malika knew she was screwed, ev as she pretded to be hurt, and walked through the pack house doors, looking like she had tak the beating of a lifetime, and everyone who was seeing her pitied her.

Well, Malika did look like shit at the momt.

'Fuck, you're down so bad for her. Should I introduce the two of you, since she seems to have a thing for you too? Maybe you can call me wh you both kiss and make up? Or you already did while Ruru and I were in Sicario?' Hawi said and this time, Malika shut off the links.

She couldn't deal with Hawi's teasing and needed to focus on her grand trance for the brok wom and the hurt lUnas association. Oh, but this was good.