Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 388: Escaped

A young werewolf lay face-down on the table while overhead, surgical lights glared down on him, white and blinding. His wrists and ankles were strapped tightly to the padded restraints.

He was barely conscious, his breath coming in shallow rasps, and his pupils sluggish from the sedative coursing through his system. His spine, however, remained fully exposed, a concise incision running along the lower vertebrae, held open by retractors.

Patrick hovered over the boy with such calm that could unnerve death itself.

"Vitals?" he asked without looking up.

"Stable. BP 112 over 74. Heart rate holding at 58," one of the assisting surgeons replied from the monitors.

"Good. Suction probe."

A second surgeon placed the long, narrow spinal aspirator into Patrick’s gloved hand who held it like an artist cradling his finest brush. The tip was fine, needle-thin, designed to pierce the subarachnoid space without severing any critical nerve branches. One mistake, and the boy would seize, or worse, flatline. But he wasn’t known for mistakes, having performed this procedure several times.

He leaned in closer, his eyes magnified through the loupe visor, the lens attached to the headlight rig strapped over his surgical cap. Every muscle in the room tensed with him as the aspirator descended toward the spinal canal.

The first puncture was clean with barely a bead of blood and the suction tube filled slowly, and steadily, with the pale fluid.

"Harvesting cerebrospinal sample," Patrick murmured, his voice mechanical.

This was Ignis in its rawest form.

The machine monitoring the werewolf vitals let out a warning beep as the heart rate spiked briefly before settling again. Through it all, Patrick barely blinked.

"Almost there..." he whispered, adjusting the suction dial by a hair’s breadth.

But there was a bang and the door slammed open, the metal crashing against the wall with such force one of the retractors slipped slightly. The startled patient let out a muffled moan, still too drugged to thrash, but aware enough to feel it.

Patrick froze.

"Goddamn it!" one of the surgeons muttered under his breath.

Patrick didn’t need to look to know who it was.

Only one person would dare interrupt him mid-harvest and expect to leave with their life intact.

Cynthia.

she said breathlessly, her words

off to the assistant without a

turned to her with a cold expression. "If you were anyone else, you’d be waking up

unbothered by the bloody surgical scene. "And I wouldn’t be

him sedated. Mark this one batch Omega-four-seven. I want it processed in

"Yes, Doctor."

undershirt, a splash of the boy’s blood still dotting the collar.

me." Patrick said as they stepped into

didn’t hesitate. "They have

isn’t good

too." Cynthia announced and Patrick halted

time, Patrick’s composure faltered. He asked, body

"He was with Violet

vein pulsed

impossible. Asher was supposed to be with her!" he snapped. "And I gave a direct order, take

Had he known this would go down like this, he never would’ve made such a hasty

A girl like her didn’t go unnoticed, especially not by

to figure it out. Asher’s trip had everything to do with Violet Purple.

hole. Not to mention every attempt to get her DNA had been blocked either by

He knew how Asher Nightshade’s brain

that wasn’t valuable, or exceptional. And now, all four cardinal Alphas were circling around the same girl? That wasn’t infatuation.

he intended to find out just what it

He couldn’t use his own people. No, that would have raised too many red flags. Instead, he reached out to the one group reckless enough

The Rogues.

the West Alpha and his girl. Everyone would believe it. After

until they went and fucked everything up

and probably get discovered. Not to mention, Griffin of all people?! His

that bastard right now!"

he’s not answering," Cynthia

tried to think. This was not

it’s not long before the others find them. I don’t know how much time we have left, either way, we don’t wait. Take a team and get the girl. Now. And get rid of the rogues while you’re at it. All of

Cynthia nodded.

dropped to a deadly murmur.

up, holding