[HAWI]
"Goodness, he screams like a girl," Hawi said disappointedly once Ruru was done with her drilling and Jer's eyes had grown redder, not to mention his hands that were flailing around. He looked scared like he wasn't ready for this.
However, no matter what he did or even how he did it, nothing would save him from the anger of the two women who had suffered because of him. They wouldn't stop and no one was here to stop them.
"All screams and no answers. What do we do with him?" a bloody Hawi mused as she turned to Atticus who was in shock from the shit he had seen since the two mates decided to deal with her.
Theirs was the kind of fury that even Atticus hadn't ever seen and that scared the hell out of him. He had heard the rumors, about the duo that would blend in so dangerously and would want their enemies' heads on a platter.
Now that he was seeing them, he could finally understand why their parents had long insisted that the white wolf and her mate were never to be united. But then he had failed at doing that and he could only hope that his brothers would do the rest.
Maybe his brothers would be smarter than him and Razia, right?
"I say we give him an hour to reflect and remember the names or we kill him slowly," Ruru said and Hawi smiled at her.
They both knew it would have been easier to get the answers from Atticus, seeing as they were siblings and all, but they needed to hear that shit from Jeremiah Warner himself no matter what it took.
It had been obvious that he had met the other siblings and he had agreed to the life deal with Atticus for a reason. He knew that the Russell brothers would always be there to have his back.
They had given him the confidence to fuck things up and there was no point in pretending that the man wasn't a psycho because of that same confidence. No matter what happened, he had been so sure that the Russel brothers would forever be on his side.
They had had the worst month and yet they still struggled to stay sane.
"Ruru—" Hawi began, her mate just shushed her, as if to tell her that it was all alright.
Alpha Rukiya Greyson was holding onto her hate for Jeremiah. She didn't want to talk about the chaos back at her home because if she talked about it, she wouldn't ever recover.
She had tried her best to keep moving forward, but even she knew that there would come a day when her people would want to hear from her, and not just anyone else or even the misfits on their team. Just her, as their alpha.
It was imperative because she was one of the key reasons the pack was still holding on.
"I'm okay, Hawi. We have to finish the war so we can live healthy lives. We have to hold onto the piano just a little longer. There will come a time for us to mourn our dead. There will come a time when we don't know what to hide who we are or what we do anymore.
"And when that happens, we can then take a break and think back to the shit that we experienced and the losses we had. Don't worry too much," Rukiya said as she began climbing up the stairs to Hawi's suite.
She didn't want to think of anything at the moment and it was understandable but then Hawi wasn't one to give such kinds of hints, so she followed her, and when they reached Hawi's suite which was miraculously cleaner than they had left it, Hawi stopped her.
"No, Ruru. I don't agree with you," Hawi said and Rukiya Greyson looked at her mate, wondering what the fuck the mad woman was on this time.
Hawi was a lot of things and incentive was not one of them. However, what Ruru was seeing here was so different and she wanted to know what the fuck Hawi was on this time.
"What?" Ruru asked as she squinted her eyes at her mate who was still bloodied.
They both didn't mind that they were dripping blood and it was making the floor dirty again. But then what was the floor when they had their lives turned apprised down by shit that they couldn't all control?
"I said no."