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.

buzzing from the shock. His vision refocused on Alaric, who stood

his shoulders,

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

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

want to blow off some steam? Let’s work

him. Alaric shifted his stance at the same time, his expression sharpening as lightning crackled to life in his

like that,

with a flick of Alaric’s wrist, snapping through the air

dodged the first strike with a deft roll to the side, his huge body moving with surprising agility

making his blood sing.

the words hit straight to home. His control over the lightning was masterful, but even

issue with Violet was brewing inside of Alaric like a temper resulting in the manifestation of his unstable

me, is it?" Griffin said, his voice nearly drowned by the deafening clap of thunder. "You’re angry at her, not me. You’re heartbroken and in

he lashed out again, and this time the whip wrapped around Griffin’s

pain shot through his limbs. But instead of crumbling, he roared through the agony, yanking Alaric forward with sheer brute strength, his biceps flexing as

managed to brace himself as he flipped midair and landed in a crouch, his boots digging deep into the

Griffin taunted, shaking

in his palm once more, this time

his fists a flurry of strikes. 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