The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[SICARIO]

"Well, you can go fuck yourself in the Sicario brothels," Hudhayfah growled. He couldn't stand the fact that Trey being around him was making him uneasy. It was eating him up and he needed to focus on his anger, but damn this man for smelling so damn good.

There was just no way that he could survive another hour surrounding this man and yet at the same time, he didn't see himself doing anything other than smiling and waving at Trey at every instance he got.

It was messing with his mind one too many times and hells be damned if he let himself try to keep fighting. Well, he needed to keep fighting, for his sanity.

He needed to see to it that nothing was ever going to change and yet as he looked at the man before him, the smile on his face like Jiminie was the best thing he had ever seen, Hudhayfah was at a loss for words.

This wasn't how shit was supposed to be and he hated himself for not being strong enough to fight.

"Oh Hudhayfah, my precious angel… I never go to the brothels, y'know…." Trey trailed off softly, as he held Hudhayfah's chin so gently and turned the man to face him. He was risking a headbutt, but it wasn't like that was a bad thing or that he didn't deserve it, yeah?

They had to work through this and make sure that they were on the same page but right now, that seemed like the worst possible thing that could ever happen to Hudhayfah. He still despised how his body responded to Trey.

"Do I? And even if I did, what do I care?" Hudhayfah asked angrily. He was done trying to be the bigger person.

He hated that this was somehow going to affect his relationship with his friends and he hated that no matter what he did, nothing was ever going to make it better unless he was in the same space as the bastard right now.

"Are you sure about that, angel? If I walked into the Sicario brothels right now, would you stick to your stance at the moment? Would you stay neutral and never care about what I did there? Are you sure about that?" Trey asked and Hudhayfah glared at him.

They both knew the answer to that, but Hudhayfah was adamant. He refused to let Trey have control over him. The man had just come today and now he was trying to make him feel a lot of things.

Who the fuck even made their mate jealous on the first day of their meeting? What kind of mate bond was this? It was like Hudhayfah had been thrust into a torture chamber and he wasn't even being given the chance to live the life had always known.

This was torture.

"You wouldn't," Hudhayfah said and Trey chuckled.

"Are you sure about that Perihan?" Trey eased and Hudhayfah held his eyes defiantly.

"Hmm…" Hudhayfah trailed off, before adding;

"Even if you go to the brothels, you'll just be fucking what I have been fucking all these years. If you want a taste that much, I'll guide you and let you know who gives the best head, who has the best pussy, and who knows how to ride that dick so well.

"I would show you things that you haven't seen. Honestly, the brothels are nothing new. I am a man and over twelve hundred years without a mate wasn't as easy, but at least the Grayson and Sicario brothels gave me a way of relieving myself," Hudhayfah loved the way Trey's anger was showing on his face.

The more Hudhayfah talked about the brothels, the longer Russel's growls were getting, they were possessive growls, jealous, and murderous growls and even then, Hudhayfah wasn't fazed by them.

It was like he was in his own world and he didn't give a shit whether this was him trying to do the pack they had worked so hard to protect. Surely there had to be a way out of this, right?

"So, you love the brothels that much, angel?" Trey said after a long silence.

It had been a haunting silence that made him want to rip through the greatest pack that ever existed. Oh, but Trey was willing to take on the wrath of Awuor Hawi if that meant letting everyone know that Hudhayfah was his.

This beautiful man belonged to him and there wasn't anything that could be done to make him change his mind. And yet even then, Hudhayfah was trying to mess with his mind and make him feel all sorts of things.

It wasn't for at all had Trey hated it.

He wanted to say a lot of things, but instead of saying anything, he just grabbed Hudhayfah roughly by the neck, closing the distance between them and making sure their faces were really so close they could breathe each other.

It wasn't supposed to be as hard really but what else was Trey supposed to do?

"You should try them sometime… really good places to get your lease without anyone judging you. You wouldn't even have to worry much about anything there. No catch, no attachments, just pussies being fucked…

"...And dicks being given the release they so need," Hudhayfah whispered lowly, his lips gently brushing against Trey's when he spoke while he didn't do anything else. He didn't take the initiative and Trey didn't either.

It was like they were both waiting for the one who could either break the tension between them or the one who would make them take on the next step.

They were all so pent up with emotions from ages and ages ago and frankly, it was frightening to even be in the same space with each other. Perhaps there was another way to deal with this, right?

Surely it didn't mean that they would be here staring at each other like the world was just playing games with them, no?

"Hudhayfah…" Trey trailed off, his hand still holding Hudhayfah's neck in place like he wanted to kiss the man till he dropped, but at the same time, as if to tell Hudhayfah that there was always going to be more to whatever the fuck the universe was determined to show them.

It wasn't the easiest of this and honestly, it scared the living daylights out of Tray for a moment there. He knew that if this line was crossed then there wouldn't be any going black.

This was different from the kiss they had outside the gates of Sicario and they both knew it. This right here was a kiss that would happen when they were both conscious and not because of some pinup tension that had been driving them nuts for the longest time.

Maybe it was easy to deal with the chaos this time, but would it be any better if they understood that the chaos was not just around them and that this time, they both were the sources of the chaos? Would that make any difference to them?

"Let me go, Trey. We have more pressing matters than being here wasting time in the name of a mate bond," Hudhayfah says and Trey scoffed before he leaned close to Hudhayfah's neck, where he would lay a mark, and Hudhayfah stiffened.

"Really now?" Trey asked amusedly.

"Or you can…"

"Can what?"

"Kiss me like you mean it."