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

and his strength was renewed. But as usual the black wolf was not

picking out Violet’s voice from among the others and fury crossed

were always for

by rage, Asher made a beeline for Alaric with a frightening razor-sharp focus. His muscles coiled as he prepared to strike,

like clockwork, forming a protective shield around Alaric as he moved from their own half. Griffin took the brunt of Asher’s charge, his

a dangerous beast. Asher snarled, undeterred. His claws dug into the earth as he tried to force his way through. But Griffin held firm, his growls rumbling like distant thunder. The blockers and chasers swarmed around them, a whirlwind of bodies as

with each stride. The crowd’s cheers turned into a deafening roar, their energy pushing

to be caged. He finally managed to break free from Griffin’s hold, his paws digging into the ground with such

push one to their limit. Asher’s speed was terrifying, a dark blur streaking across the field as he closed the gap between him and Alaric with a record time that

sure what terrified her more, Asher’s proximity to Alaric or the clock ticking down so

heels. His muscles screamed in protest, but he pushed

leapt into the air, his body soaring

as Asher roared behind him, his claws swiping inches from Alaric’s

it was too

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

that it seemed to shake the very earth. Violet jumped up and down, screaming at the

Six to eight.

Alaric’s team had won.