บท 168: The Game of Hearts [3]

[HAWI]

"Of course. Kill him and we leave. Fail to kill him and we take away that other thing," Mbali said and the woman freaked out. 

"Hold on. What other things will you take from her? She's already hurting, what else do you want with her?" Jer said, his anger forcing him to struggle against the thorns. He could feel his body slowly numbing and was convinced he was dying. 

And even if she did, he couldn't die if his Malika was hurting. He just couldn't.

"Oh, you didn't know? She's carrying your heir, Jeremiah," Adolf said so casually as he looked at the Alpha who had no clue what was going on. Well, he couldn't be blamed. A lot was going on in Sicario and there wasn't even time to process it.

"Now hold on dude… I'm WHAT?" the real Malika asked, and Hawi facepalmed.

"You lie," Jer growled and the woman presenting as Malika looked at him with tear-stained eyes as if to tell her husband that this was nothing but the truth.