Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 183: Storm vs. Beast

"Alaric!" Griffin called after the retreating Alpha, but he wouldn’t even slow down or acknowledge him.

"Come on, Alaric!" Griffin demanded for his attention, but there was still nothing.

Frustrated, the big Alpha caught up to Alaric, grabbed him by the shoulder and yanked him around. But the moment Alaric turned, his blue eyes flashed with anger.

"Not a word about her!" he hissed at Griffin.

It was not hard to guess his intention with his relentless pursuit. Except his friend didn’t back down.

"You know it’s exactly about her!" Griffin shot back, unflinching.

In response, a deep, ominous thunder cracked overhead like a warning. As if that wasn’t enough, the air sizzled around him, static crawling over his skin. His muscles twitched as the charge from Alaric’s body snapped against him, the fine hairs on his arms rising in response

"Your petty tricks won’t work on me—"

Griffin was still saying when Alaric slammed a bolt of lightning straight into his chest.

The world blurred as the force of the blast sent Griffin crashing into a tree, bark splintering on impact. The air was knocked from his lungs while the sting of residual electricity burned through his veins.

Thank the gods they were outside else they would have destroyed school property. Not that they couldn’t repair it with their money, but anyone could have gotten hurt in the process.

shock. His vision refocused on Alaric, who stood

lips. Then he rolled his shoulders, saying in a gravelly tone, "Fine, you want

to his feet, and let the change come upon him. His muscles began to bulge, veins pulsing beneath his skin as his body grew and stretched until it became larger than usual. Though he didn’t fully shift into his terrifying Hulk-like form, the East

with a wild glint in his eyes, Griffin let out a maniacal laughter as if reveling in

some steam? Let’s work out,

his stance at the same time, his expression sharpening as lightning crackled to life in his palm,

just like that, storm

of Alaric’s wrist, snapping through the air like a

nor was slow. He dodged the first strike with a deft roll to the side, his huge body moving with surprising agility for

making his blood sing. "You’re holding back, Storm. You never do well

electric fury as the words hit straight to home. His control over the lightning was masterful, but even right now, it fizzled at the edges, fluctuating with the

Alaric like a temper resulting in the manifestation of his unstable powers. A

isn’t about me, is it?" Griffin said, his voice nearly drowned by the deafening clap of thunder. "You’re angry at

Alaric roared, and without hesitation, he lashed out again, and this time the whip wrapped around Griffin’s arm, a surge of

snarled, his muscles seizing for a brief moment as the pain shot through his limbs. But instead of crumbling, he roared through the agony, yanking Alaric forward with sheer brute strength,

flipped midair and landed in a crouch,

all you got?" Griffin taunted, shaking his arms free of

gathering in his palm once more, this time coiling around his knuckles like gauntlets.

Griffin blocked the first two punches, the force behind them numbing his forearms, but the third hit got him, a crackling punch slammed into his ribs that sent him