Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 397: All Gone Wrong

"Boss, we can’t find the targets," the squad leader reported, standing stiffly before Cynthia.

Her jaw ticked. "Are you sure? Have you searched everywhere?"

"Thoroughly, ma’am. We turned this entire place upside down."

Cynthia sucked her teeth, clearly unimpressed. She took in the scene around her. The place had already been a disaster when they arrived, but she hadn’t had time to question the cause until now.

Griffin Hale and the purple-haired girl were still missing which wasn’t ideal. Still, the mission wasn’t a loss, if anything it was quite the opposite

They had uncovered a cache of she-wolves hidden by the rogues. It was quite a jackpot. Capturing male werewolves for experimentation was much easier. Pure-blooded females were rare and highly prized, and the disappearance of even one was enough to raise suspicion.

The rogues had taken a risk. A stupid one.

Albeit a stupid risk that would work to their favor because now, they had females for their experiments. Once they returned to the facility, they’d sort out the pure-bloods and dispose of the rest. Cynthia could already picture Patrick’s face, weeping with joy.

Her gaze swept toward the corner, where the captured rogues knelt in a line, their power restrained by the suppressor cuffs. Her eyes landed on the wiry one scowling at her with intensity.

"Get him," she ordered coldly.

The squad leader gestured, and two operatives yanked the rogue to his feet.

He struggled wildly, forcing one of them to jab him in the stomach with an electrified baton. His body convulsed with a scream, his eyes flaring gold before dimming again as he crumpled to the ground, breathing hard.

Cynthia stepped forward with a look of superiority. "Ready to talk now?"

"Go to hell," he spat.

"You’re already in it, fool" she sneered, and slammed her weapon across his face.

The werewolf hit the dirt again, groaning. Cynthia planted a boot hard on his chest.

"Where is he?"

The Rogue wheezed. "Who?"

Her heel dug deeper, forcing another pained groan from his lips.

"Shane. Where is he?"

"I don’t know."

"Really?" Her smile was all venom. She nodded at the operative with the baton, who stepped forward and delivered another jolt of electricity. The rogue’s body shook violently, teeth chattering.

stomped on his chest again, this time roaring,

with the purple-haired bitch we were ordered to capture. No one saw what happened after that! Then that thing came charging through and tore

Is. Why. You. Should. Have. Never. Captured. Griffin. Hale." She kicked him

to the squad leader. "Griffin Hale’s beast is unbelievably resilient. We’re not

wicked smile

rent the air and weapons were drawn instantly as operatives

Snake!" one of

burst into

snake," someone chuckled. "It’s not even

unimpressed. "Amateurs,"

goddamn serpent!" another operative growled, already

man. You’re the one invading its territory." One operative knelt down carefully, reaching to pick the snake and steer it

happened in

twisted and expanded, a monstrous

enough time to gasp, before the bear

a fountain. Then the body crumpled to the forest floor, twitching, and that was

in terror as the confusion cleared from their eyes. Then they lifted their

with a disturbing kind of grace. The few bullets that hit him barely left a dent as its hide was thick enough not

their guns to fire. But before any could shoot, crackling arcs of electricity snapped through the clearing with direction, electrocuting them

what was happening. Those were

the field noticing each Alpha in their element, and

hell

in

lightning wielder, Asher moved like a ghost. He stepped into their ranks without them even knowing and touched the first operative. The moment

"Dude, what the fu—"

Bang.

own teammate in

as the operatives turned on each other, shouting, accusing, and firing. Even though the operatives had the number on them, it was safe to say that

was not enough, Cynthia spotted a familiar face at the truck trying to free

Adele.

no. Not on her

sonic emitter now!" she barked to the squad leader beside

man pulled out a control device,

air itself

slicing through the ears and minds of every werewolf

electricity around his hands fizzling out and died. Roman roared in pain as he shifted back into his human form, shivering and naked in the dirt. Asher collapsed to his knees, clutching his skull. Adele cried out, blood trickling from her ears as her veins

that all the werewolves were in

effect. Then she commanded the surviving operatives. "Get