[HAWI]
"Turn it off so we can leave this palace by evening and go on that date, sweetheart," Ruru said and Hawi just nodded, before she smashed her lips on Ruru's, earning gasps from the crowd, but it wasn't surprising to their friends.
"Done," Hawi whispered when they pulled apart, their lips swollen. She looked so proud of what she had done and if there was a chance that she could do it again, Hawi would, with so much as a second thought.
As it was, an audience didn't really matter that much anyway, as long as she was the only one that Rukiya Greyson went soft on, and the one that Rukiya wanted to see all the damn time. Maybe they were obsessed with each other but who wouldn't?
They were Rukiya Greyson and Awuor Hawi Sicario, even the fates were probably a little delusional about their bond and what it would take to make them into what society hoped for. They were good for each other.
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"That's my baby," Ruru said proudly as she pulled Hawi into a light hug, before they turned to face their friends who were staring at them, the stones still in their hands, as if they could even harm the duo.
Razia, who was watching this mess, finally started understanding why these two women were paired together. They were both broken and hurt by the people they considered home. They had both been forced to be like this, and yet they had found peace in each other.
They completed each other in ways that no one could comprehend yet. They loved each other so much it was achingly adorable. They were each other's bane and they knew it too, which made it even more interesting, because they were both explosive.
"Did it ever occur to the two of you that we are also here with you? Each time you guys make us third wheel. At least Malika has Elodie... I didn't even have anyone," Mbali whined and they all burst out laughing.
"This is not funny... You people are making me an agonized mess," Mbali added, not liking that they were enjoying her misery. You would think that she was worried about the outcome of the war, but then it wasn't new. They were the Savasci knights after all.
"I was there and I had no recollection of what happened, not to mention my admission of guilt didn't exactly sound warm and fuzzy, not to mention the lack of apology in my voice. However, I went and looked for the source of my pain.
"I will have you know that they didn't stop at Mother. They took out Father and Dom, even though they were innocent. I supposed the house Sicario was so much of a threat, or maybe I was the girl they needed to eliminate.
"I worked so hard to figure out what happened that morning, and I finally did. Now you know why they did it. For those still confused, I am the white wolf of the century, and Rukiya Greyson is my true mate.
"Just like everyone here has a true mate, or those who haven't will definitely get their true mates. I couldn't get mine sooner because of Razia, Jeremiah, and the shadow warlocks.
"I am going to let you all decide what to do with both of them, but make no mistake. Do not kill them, for I will be the one to kill them all. My friends and I will be in my suite if you need more clarification.
"I know you have questions as to why I fought back and even hurt people who were supposed to be my comrades. But then war is war, and in war, things do happen. However, you all already know that Jeremiah used Razia's magic to sway you into war.
"If he was so confident of what he had done, why did he need magic then? Anyway, I'll see you guys later. Until then, have fun, Sicario," Hawi said as she held Ruru's hand and ushered the rest of the Savasci with her to the packed house.
She didn't have to hide anymore. She didn't have to stand there and hope that they wanted her home. She was going back into her house and this time, she was walking through the front door, while the entire pack was watching.
They were staring at her with sad eyes, and pity, but Haw didn't need their pity. She was way past that stage and they would eventually have to learn that. Whatever had happened had happened but she would change the tides this time.
"Welcome home, Alpha Awuor," one of the oldest elders said to Hawi when she reached the front of the pack house.
And for the first time, the young Sicario smiled.