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.

it ended, Cynthia stomped on his chest again, this time roaring,

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

Hale’s beast is unbelievably resilient. We’re not taking chances

smile said it

a scream rent the air and weapons were drawn instantly as operatives turned in

one of them

others burst into

just a green snake,"

exhaled loudly, unimpressed. "Amateurs,"

waste the goddamn serpent!" another

one invading its territory." One operative knelt down carefully, reaching to

two things happened

snake twisted and expanded, a monstrous green bear rising in

the bear leaned down and bit his head

no one moved as blood erupted from the headless corpse like a fountain. Then the body crumpled to the forest floor,

the confusion cleared from

bullets that hit him barely left a dent as its hide was thick enough

could shoot, crackling arcs of electricity

saw what was happening. Those were

sharply scanned the field noticing each Alpha in their element, and noticing one

the hell was

Asher was already in

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

"Dude, what the fu—"

Bang.

shot his own teammate in the head before turning to the

shouting, accusing, and firing. Even though the operatives had the number on them, it was safe to say that this was quickly becoming

Cynthia spotted a familiar face at the

Adele.

no. Not

the sonic emitter now!" she

the man pulled out a

air

mounted truck speakers, slicing through the

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,

to say that all the werewolves were

commanded the surviving operatives. "Get up! Kill them now! Get rid of

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