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[JER]
To say Jeremiah Warner was shocked would be an understatement. He was at a loss for words, as he watched his beta lock lips with the same woman that he could have sworn was dead.
Standing there with Elodie in her arms, was the woman he had mourned and burnt. The same woman he was about to go to war for; the woman he had loved with all of him. This was not making any sense to him.
However, before he could say anything, another portal opened, and from it came Awuor Hawi, and she was wearing a smirk on her face, like she had truly wanted to be there for this. It was a little too real.
"Goodness Kane... I didn't come to see you eating my protector out. You two break it up, or I swear I won't mute my Ruru's sounds," Hawi said and that was all it took for the two lovebirds to pull apart.
That threat always worked like magic, because everyone knew how extreme the two alphas were when it came to their bedroom manners. There was nothing that screamed mannerisms when they were together anyway.
"Mistress... Is something the matter?" Malika asked, ignoring the protests that Hawi had just started. It was so unlike Hawi to show up like this and while they wanted to pretend that it was all sunshine and unicorns, they had to be careful.
"Nope... I heard Kane call for you and I figured you would reveal yourself. Besides I wouldn't miss the shock on Warner's face for anything. Anyway, now that I've seen his dumb face, I'll go now.
"You guys just made me horny. Thankfully I have someone to sort that out for me," Hawi said, while Elodie and Malika let out groans. They knew this was their punishment for mocking Hawi and Rukiya for the past two years, but then the mocking had helped them right?
At least all that mocking was finally yielding results, however crazy they were. It didn't matter that there was a war bound, what mattered was that they didn't have to worry about their allies anymore.
"M... Malika? My love?" Jer asked carefully. He was scared of what the truth was and frankly, it was understandable. He had stayed in front of Hawi's suite for this woman. He had waited for her over and over, hoping that there was something, anything.
However, as it was, there was nothing left for him. He had burnt a body and it had been real for him. It had all been worth it for him, but then what else could he do now that Elodie was going with his Malika?
"Your love? Are you still clinging to that word? Even after all you've seen? Let me guess, you wanna ask me if any of it was real, no?" Malika asked, her voice stone cold, that Elodie was glad she wasn't Malika's enemy.
If Malika addressed her like that, she would have curled herself up in some corner and cried her eyes out. This woman was scary when she wanted to be and that was something that Elodie was slowly learning.
"Rela? That shit was absolutely real. The wedding that Hawi herself officiated? It was golden. Maybe I should have let her come on you then so you'd be haunted by it all. But then you were busy with her father, no?" Malika stated, even though it was more like a question.
She knew this wasn't fair, but then Jer had been too cruel to the woman he had sworn to love and protect when they had mated. Who was to say that he wouldn't have done the same to Malika?
"You don't mean that," Jer said and Elodie let out a snort. This dumb fuck just wasn't understanding how screwed he was, right? Maybe he needed a therapist to spell it out for him, but then that was too kind for Her.
"If it helps, it was all Hawi's plan. For me to come and marry you and infiltrate you. I must have done a good job because I got the entire Sicario mounting me. Damn, I should join acting competitions.
"Anyway, my baby called for me. But if you have more questions, please feel free to ask them the next time we see each other because I will be soon. Until then, good ridden, Warner," Malika said as he looked at Jer.
Jeremiah Warner wasn't believing that this was possible.
He had endured so much for the sake of his wife. He had made dangerous deals just to see to it that his wife was safe and protected; yet all this time she had been working for the other side?
This wasn't how he had expected his day to go but it was safe to say Jeremiah Warner was angry and disappointed in himself. He hadn't expected this, not even in his wildest dreams.
Malika had been presented to him on a silver platter, a weak girl who he was sure he would manipulate, and now he was learning that it was all just a ploy. What the fuck was their mission here anyway?
Oh, but Jer had so many questions for Malika, but then his time was slowly fading in the distance and he was losing terribly. Thankful for him, the Warriors had long left, because otherwise it would have been a cruel shit show.
"My Malika wouldn't be that cruel. She was not cruel. You are not cruel. Is Awuor making you do this? I can fight her for you. Please, Malika, please.
Tell me love. Tell me what you want me to do.
"I'll do it. I swear. I'll do it," Jer said pleadingly and Malika sighed. She should have already left through the portal but she loved to watch how miserable Jer was. She had long known the man was genuine toward her, but that didn't matter to her.
She was a woman on a mission and she would do whatever it took to make sure Jer paid the price for whatever had happened to Hawi and for everything that he had done to amble the madness.
"Kill Hawi for me. If you do that, then I will come for you. If you don't, then you know her better than me. You know she won't spare my life too," Malika said in a swift weak voice almost like Jer's Malika, and Jer felt the breaths get knocked out of his laughs.
"I wi—" Jer began but before he could complete his sentence, Malika and Elodie disappeared through a portal.