The Wildest Of Missions

[RUKIYA]

That evening, as the Greyson gates closed on the Greyson warriors headed to avenge their fallen, Rukiya had only one thing in mind. Awuor Sicario.

Rukiya was pissed that the alpha was dead, but she was also pissed that no one had come forward with a body. If the rejected alpha was really dead, then the Sicarios would without a doubt hold a burning ceremony for her considering what she had done to her mother.

However, they hadn't done any of that. They had been a little too quiet. Maybe Jer knew what had happened, but then Rukiya had other purposes for Alpha Jeremiah.

She needed him, but not because she desired him, no. She needed him to get the answers that had been too blurry for everyone. If there was someone who could tell if the alpha was truly dead, then it would be her mate.