The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

His family did this to him. If he was to blame anyone, then he needed to blame the family he was born into, because at the moment, the four women were never going to let him go.

They would probably make him suffer and then kill him in the most ruthless of ways.

The only reason he was here and alive with them was because he was useful and had some answers; answers they sought, then again, somewhere in the long quest for justice and vengeance they had long given up the fight for answers.

They were aiming for endless murders of the people that had broken them. This was more of vengeance than justice and they wouldn\'t be taking a break anytime soon.

"We don\'t have all day here. Get into his mind, and get the information we need so we can go and find the rest of his brothers. We can always have Jer as the last kill," Mbali said as she looked at Nik and then at her friends.

They were mad about everything that had happened and they had every reason to. However, they all could see that Nikolai Russel was going to be a hard nut for them to crack and they would probably just be wasting their time here with the man anyway, right?

Time was something they had, but then they needed to work on healing themselves, something that would never work if they were still out there hunting ghosts. That wouldn\'t be fair to them either.

"He thinks he really can fight us, huh?" Rukiya mused when Nik growled at Mbali\'s suggestion. It was like he was thinking that they were stalling and trying to get more time to deal with him.

They had been thinking of this mission for the past four years so that was an overestimate. And if Nik considered the way they had treated his siblings, then he should have truly been smarter than his brothers.

Perhaps he could have tried to strike a deal and make it all make sense for him. Maybe he would have survived and lived to tell the tale of the insane Savasci Knights, but then it wasn\'t like that offer was currently on the table for him, right?

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The four Knights had a lot more things to work on, if they were to get to the bottom of everything.

"Well then, let me do it. Hold him down," Malika said. Hawi knocked Nik\'s knees, forcing the man to fall flat on his back on the ground, before Hawi stood on his balls, crushing them in the process.

It was a decision that was so out of order to the point that the warriors stared at her in confusion, surely she wasn\'t doing what they thought she was doing, right?

But that didn\'t matter to Awuor Hawi, or even the fact that her weight was too much for Nik\'s lower body that was slowly getting ruined.

Then again, the weight of the pains Hawi endured over the years had to be heavier than just his weight, right? And she had endured that alone. She was alone in her family and she would never get them back. This man had no right to even complain about shit.

"He\'s fighting for control," Malaika pointed out when her first attempt to get into Nikolai\'s head was met with resistance that got her surprised as to how the man was that strong. But then they had to also remember that he had been trained by the best and the worst of the devils too.

The shadow warlocks were not just dangerous because of the names they bore, or even the family they came from. They were dangerous because of the way they had been trained to withstand pain and never crack.

Thinking back to how it had been hard to crack Razia and Atticus, Malika knew that this was not going to be easy and that was the most exciting part of it all; because then she would be able to employ all the cruelty she had learned over the years in her life as a protector of the white wolves.

"He\'s a shadow warlock. Of course, we will be met with resistance," Rukiya said as she stared at Nik who was scrunching his face and struggling against the women. He looked pitiful and broken but more than anything, he looked pissed.

The ground was already shaking from how angry he was and the winds were blowing so fast, but the Savasci Knights weren\'t even the least bit bothered. It was like they could sit here and do this all day until they got what they wanted.

Now that Atticus was dead and Kurt had been used to some portal, they knew it wouldn\'t be easy to break Nikolai. However, they were not worried about that even in the least bit.

"I\'m getting tired of holding him back," Mbali whined an hour later when they still hadn\'t got any answers from the Russel warlock.

The man looked fatigued but he was a fighter, that much they had to appreciate. If he hadn\'t been born into a family of assholes, maybe he would have been a stand-up citizen in the world.

But then he wasn\'t, so they just had to deal with him, and hope that by the time they were done with this man, they would be a step closer to the vengeance and justice they were seeking.

"Can you conjure wooden bars, nails, and silver chains?" Rukiya suddenly asked Hawi to stare at her like the woman had gone bonkers. Of course, there was that chance, but then that didn\'t worry Hawi.

If anything, it made her proud of the woman she had been mated to. They still don\'t know what Ruru needed all that for, but then they had all the time in the world to watch her work her magic, right?

Insanity had crept into their lives more times than one and they had all embraced it with both hands.

"What type of wood?" Mbali asked curiously as she stared curiously at the Greyson alpha.

"Black locust," Ruru responded enthusiastically and Nik felt the life leave him.

Black locust was extremely poisonous.

Everything about the plant screamed danger and even worse than whatever Malika was holding him down with. It was dangerous in so many ways and posed a danger to everyone.

Of course, Nik was smart enough to know that the four knights had to have protected themselves from any and all attacks. It didn\'t matter what kind of plant they touched because their magic was a repellent for everything dangerous. They were safe on all fronts.

"You got it," Mbali said excitedly as she stepped back to conjure the newest hell for Nikolai Russel.

The poor man was still mute given his mouth had been shut by magic and he couldn\'t even let out reasonable grunts. He was fucked in all the ways to hell, and if this was the end of the road for him, then he was screwed.

The women were cruel and the Greyson alpha was motivated by extreme loss, something that she hadn\'t tapped into since the last battle on the Sicario grounds.

"Are you sure about this?"