Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 138: Not A Congratulation

Griffin was on fire this time around. He tore through the opposing team who had the ball, smashed into wolves and sent them tumbling as though they were nothing more than leaves in a gale.

By himself, he created a path through the field, tossing opponents aside like snow being plowed to clear a road.

Unfortunately, time was running out for them. There was just one minute left and not even his raw strength could save them, not without them scoring.

Violet clung to the edge of her seat as the second ticked louder in her mind. Not just her, but the rest of Alaric’s supporters were restless now, their anxiety reaching a fever pitch.

The heat of the match was now firmly on Griffin, the red wolf standing out as the battering ram of his team. Unfortunately for Asher’s team who focused on him, they forgot about a certain star player.

Griffin gritted his teeth as he fended off two defenders, his claws digging deep into the earth. With a heave, he launched the lunar Orb across the field. The crowd followed its arc with a gasp watching as it landed in another wolf’s gripper.

Not just any wolf but a white one. Alaric Storm.

Shouts of anticipation and excitement rent through the air while Violet shot to her feet, hope appearing on her face.

"Go, go, thunderboy!"she screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice hoarse.

"Go, go, thunderboy!" Lila copied her as usual, except in her case, she chanted it.

the stadium was chanting in unison, their cries lifting Alaric’s morale like

was renewed. But as usual

picking out Violet’s voice from among the others and fury crossed his expression. His chest heaved with anger, his gaze snapping to Alaric who now

attention, were always for Alaric. What could

by rage, Asher made a beeline for Alaric with a frightening razor-sharp focus. His muscles coiled as he prepared to strike, his intentions clear. He was going to stop

and the others had anticipated this move. They moved like clockwork, forming a protective shield around Alaric as he moved from their own

held firm, his growls rumbling like distant thunder. The blockers and chasers swarmed around them, a whirlwind

closer with

Asher wasn’t one to be caged. He finally managed to break free from Griffin’s hold,

terrifying, a dark blur streaking across the field as he closed the gap between him

heart pounded painfully as she watched the chase, her breath hitching in her throat. She wasn’t sure what terrified her more, Asher’s proximity to Alaric or the clock ticking

screamed in protest, but he pushed himself harder, knowing that this was the moment

surge of strength, Alaric leapt into the air, his body soaring over

audience gasped as if holding their collective breath just as Asher roared behind him, his claws

it was too

lunar Orb with perfect target. The glowing ball hurtled through the air and

seemed to shake the very earth. Violet jumped up and down,

Six to eight.

Alaric’s team had won.