Chapter six

One week later...

Seven days had passed since Ndeye, having lost her innocence, had tried to commit suicide. Worried about her friend, Coumba had gone to see Khadim, who did not deign to lift a finger to provide her with care. Ndeye's condition consequently continued to worsen, much to Coumba's regret, and she eventually found help in the person of one of the newly arrived guards, who was the head of the spies sent by the Alpha of Africa. Thanks to his knowledge of traditional medicine, he was able to provide Ndeye with the necessary treatment in the greatest secrecy to make her feel better. She was not yet awake, which continued to worry Coumba despite the assurances of her carer that her health was improving. So, as she did every day after her work and torture, Coumba returned to her cell where she lay down against Ndeye, to whom she spoke as usual.

_ You know, without you by my side, I feel lost. You have become more than a friend to me, Ndeye. You have become the sister I never had. Despite this, you have been lying here unconscious because of me for seven days. You can punish me in any way you like for the harm I have caused you except by depriving me of your presence. That you should hate me and reject me is preferable, she said.

_ I... I will never... hate you because... you... you are my sister, said Ndeye, who had woken up.

Coumba immediately burst into tears and came to embrace her before realizing the presence of the wolf who had saved her.

_Come here! she said.

_ Ndeye, this is the one who healed you, she added to her.

Ndeye instinctively hid behind her in fear, the memories of her rape still fresh in her mind.

_ I understand. You've been through something far too traumatic. Just know one thing, your suffering will end very soon, the guard said before leaving.

This surprised Ndeye and Coumba enormously and they did not immediately understand what he was getting at until Coumba remembered the call she had made.

_ Don't tell me that's what I'm thinking! she exclaimed.

_ And what are you thinking? Ndeye asked her in bewilderment.

_ Perhaps the African Alpha didn't believe Khadim and wanted to make sure if he said the truth or lied. And if that's the case, the one who just left is a spy. Oh my God! At last! We will soon be free!

_ I hope so! I hope so!

At the same time, the head of the spies, who had gathered all his men and the evidence obtained, had just established contact with Mohamed and Ibrahima.

Telephone conversation:

The guard: Good evening Alphas.

Mohamed & Ibrahima: Good evening Aziz.

Mohamed: To what do we owe this call?

Aziz: You were right. This guy doesn't even deserve to be considered a human being or one of us.

Mohamed: I deduct from this that you have discovered some pretty serious things.

Aziz: More serious and horrible than anything we expected, as you will see when you'll look at what we sent you. I warn you, you'll need a strong enough gut to watch it all.

Ibrahima: From the looks of it, he must have had a heart of stone.

Aziz: Worse than that. My men and I are forced to do violence to ourselves to keep from jumping on him and his henchmen and tearing them apart.

Mohamed: You won't have to wait much longer to do it, but tell me, am I wrong or were you not supposed to call in three days?

Aziz: Yes, but if I called earlier it was because of one of his victims, nicknamed the little kitten. He had the nerve to abuse this poor girl who looks like a nine or ten-year-old girl, although she is older, and he tortured her a lot. Can you believe it! I even had to treat her but her case worries me and keeps me awake.

Ibrahima: Goddess! But this monster is the devil himself!

Aziz: You could say better than the. That's not all, the poor girl tried to commit suicide by mutilating herself after that, and now unless I'm mistaken, she is afraid of all our fellow beings, including me.

Mohamed: That's understandable. Thank you for everything Aziz, I'll call you back soon to let you know when we're going to attack.

Aziz: Good. See you later.

Mohamed & Ibrahima: Yes. See you later.

As soon as he hung up, Mohamed opened his computer to see that Aziz had indeed sent them photos and videos, which he and the others took to the basement computer room to view. His computer was connected to the screen by the computer specialist at the central screen, the photos had barely started to scroll when more than half of the wolves left the room to return the contents of their stomachs and before the end, all left the room not to return, including Ibrahima, except Mohamed who watched everything from beginning to end.

_ How can you watch such horrors without it making you want to puke? Ibrahima asked him, returning after the viewing was over.

_ I don't know. Maybe it's because, in each of the people on the screen, I saw my soul mate and at the same time the fact that I couldn't protect her and prevent her from suffering all these years. So I had to face them without blinking or showing disgust as I will face my soul mate whom I hope one day to have the chance to meet before she leaves this world for the spirit world, said Mohamed.

_ And I'm sure you'll soon have the chance to meet her. Stay confident.

_ I'm trying, but even if that happens and I get my soul mate by my side, I'm afraid her forgiveness won't be enough to erase the anger I've felt towards myself all these years.

_ It won't be easy, but you'll surely get there, and thanks to her, because I'm sure she won't hold a grudge against you, that is, if she doesn't see you as a monster just like her torturer.

_ Enough now! I don't want to inflict any more pain on myself than I'm already feeling. Call Aziz and tell him to have him and his men ready. We'll make all the necessary preparations to go to Senegal this evening and attack tomorrow.

_ We'll do as you wish, Alpha.

_ Good. Alpha Khadim, the time has come for your reign of terror to end, he said to himself.