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.

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

perked at the sound, and his strength was renewed. But as usual the black wolf was not

and fury crossed his expression. His chest heaved with anger, his gaze snapping to Alaric who now had the

him. Not once. All her chants, all her attention, were always for Alaric. What

with a frightening razor-sharp focus. His muscles coiled as he

as he moved from their own half. Griffin

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

didn’t stop running. With his team shielding him, he sprinted down the field, the pit growing closer with each stride. The crowd’s cheers turned into

wasn’t one to be caged. He finally managed to break free from Griffin’s hold, his paws digging into the ground with

and thirst could push one to their limit. Asher’s speed was terrifying, a dark blur streaking across the field as he closed the gap between him

her breath hitching in her throat. She wasn’t sure what terrified her more, Asher’s proximity to Alaric or the clock ticking down so quickly that every

hot on his heels. His muscles screamed in protest, but he pushed himself harder,

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

their collective breath just as Asher roared behind him, his claws swiping inches from

it was too

body graceful as he released the lunar Orb with perfect target. The glowing ball hurtled through the air and landed squarely in the pit, just

to shake the very earth. Violet jumped

Six to eight.

Alaric’s team had won.