The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

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With her friends gone, Mbali stood there with the woman who was supposed to make her happy and had successfully failed, thanks to her last name. She knew her friends were hoping for a better reunion for some reason.

However, to Mbali, there was nothing that could ever happen between her and Amina. The woman came from a cursed family and that was something that Mbali wasn't sure she wanted to be a part of.

At the same time, when Ruru said that she needed to get laid probably with Amina, Mbali wouldn't deny the tinge she felt in her heart and in her core. She wanted Amina in ways that she couldn't spell out yet, but she was going to hold back.

She wanted to prove to herself that she was stronger in mind and that she could keep her desires in control. But then now that their friends had left, the stench of both their lies was in the air. Would Mbali give in though?

"Is it really that bad to sit with me, mi reina?" Amina asked when she noticed that the night was filled with so many uncertainties. It hadn't been her intention to ambush Mbali with this, but she had hoped that she still had more time.

She hoped that there would be enough time for her to talk to the woman she loved about the cruel link that bound them together, a link that could see hands rolling without even a second thought.

It was a dangerous bargain, one that they knew of so well but that wasn't making it any easier for the both of them. Perhaps there would come a time for them to settle in but goodness, this wasn't how she had planned for it.

All she could do was hope that Mbali trusted her but that too seemed to be a long stretch seeing how cruel her mate was glaring at her under the moonlight.

"The difference between you, your dying brother, and your dead siblings is that you're alive. But not for long," Mbali said angrily, ignoring the question Amina had asked.

She wasn't sure how the fuck she was supposed to do that when her heart seemed to be eating for the Russel woman.

Mbali didn't want to betray her team, but goddamn it was getting a little hard with Amina standing right in front of her and talking to her like she was everything to the women. Perhaps even devils had consciences right?

And this one just had to the devil assigned to her, no?

"You look so beautiful today, mi reina," Amina complimented, ignoring the anger in Mbali's voice.

The moon shining on Mbali's face made her look prettier than before. Amina loved the way the moon reflected in her eyes, the way the woman was so pretty even as she was mad. She looked defiant as hell but even then, Amina found Mbali extremely attractive.

Sure, she would probably be dead by dawn, but if it were because of this beautiful woman before her, Amina had no objections, she would gladly lay her head on the chopping board for that to be a reality.

Oh, she loved Mbali it was probably messing with her mind at the moment.

"Shut the fuck up," Mbali said as she paced around waiting for their friends to come back. She wasn't in the mood to be standing here with Mbali because she wanted the woman so badly it hurt.

She wanted to pull Amina into an embrace. She wanted to go and kiss those beautiful lips that Amina kept licking while staring at her. They both desired each other and their breaths per more than they could dismiss.

Mbali had never seen such a pretty woman and for a moment there she was happy that she had been given the most beautiful mate. She was already imagining what it would be like, to live in a world where it was just her, Amina, and their pups.

She wanted to learn more about Amina, and know what she liked and didn't like. She wanted to know what irked the woman and what made her happy. Mbali wanted to see the woman smile so badly, but then there was nothing for the both of them to be smiling about at the moment.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The Russel name had thrown a great barrier between them and Mbali wasn't sure she wanted the barrier removed. It would mean something else and she was scared of what that would mean for the both of them.

Perhaps it was best to leave everything as it was at the moment, right?

"I'll give you the information you need. I'll be your informant in the Russell household, but on condition that you stay with me," Amina said, walking toward Mbali. She wanted to breathe her in and know her scent so well.

She wanted to know what it was like to be around Mbali. Granted, that would be a little harder for her, but if Amina traded herself for information then maybe she would be able to spend more time with the defiant mate in front of her, right?

Maybe they would eventually get over the fact that Amina was born in the house that they were determined to wipe out, right? But was that ever enough insurance for them or would they eventually kill her?

"How funny. I think you don't know what the Savasci Knights really are or what we are capable of, Russel. We can, and will definitely find the answers on our own. We will lay waste to your home and family.

"We will make sure nothing ever remains of that home. And we don't need you. We never did, so your offer means nothing to me. If I were you I would prepare my neck for the execution tomorrow because they won't forgive you," Mbali said.

Amina arched a brow at that. She had heard the same thing over and over, but Mbali's last statement got her staring at the woman curiously. Maybe there really was a chance for the both of them.

Maybe the world was all glistening and shit and they would be able to make it out if they loved each other.

"They won't forgive me?... Does that mean you forgive me?" Amina asked, ignoring everything Mbali had said.

She hadn't been expecting that last statement but it was progress. She knew Mbali despised her for the last name, but the fact that Mbali didn't include herself in the forgiveness bit, made Amina have hope.

Perhaps she was stupid for holding on to that kind of hope, but then a girl could hope, right? She was in love and was willing to do whatever it took not to lose her mate. Maybe she would find a way to align the way, right?

However, how long did she have before when her execution was at dawn and it was a little past midnight now?

"You're crazy," Mbali sighed as she looked at her mate. She had expected Amina to be stubborn and if she was truthful with herself, Mbali loved how defiant her mate was. She wanted to rush over there and kiss the hell out of Amina, but she couldn't.

She wanted to pull the woman so close and never let her go. Mbali wanted to tell her Amina that there was a way, and that the idea Amina had suggested was actually workable.

She wanted to explain to Amina that her stupid friends had left them together because there wouldn't be an execution in the morning as they wanted her to be happy even if it was with the most unexpected of persons.

Mbali wanted to assure Amina so badly, but she couldn't find it in herself to do that. She didn't want to give Amina hope or even herself hope.

Besides, why they would be done with the missions and went back home, if she went with Amina, there was a chance that their people would protest. Mbali didn't want to put Amina through that. She didn't want to hurt her mate like that.

It would break her.

"I know you don't need me. But maybe if you use me, you will get your vengeance sooner and then you can live your life happily, mi reina," Amina said softly as she looked into Mbali's eyes now that the woman had stopped pacing around.

"We don't need you. I don't know why the fuck you came here. I don't care about what you want, but know that when dawn comes, you will be dead. You can leave now and never come back, or stay and watch me be the first to put a stake into your heart," Mbali warned.