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.

Cynthia stomped on his chest

don’t know!" the rogue shouted, his voice cracking. "He went in with the purple-haired bitch we were ordered to capture. No one

nostrils flared. "This. Is. Why. You. Should. Have. Never. Captured. Griffin. Hale." She kicked him with every word

is unbelievably resilient. We’re not

wicked smile said

air and weapons were drawn instantly as

one of them

burst

a green snake,"

exhaled loudly, unimpressed. "Amateurs," she

serpent!" another operative growled, already cocking

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

two things happened in a

harmless snake twisted and expanded, a

enough time to gasp, before the bear leaned down and bit his head clean

from the headless corpse like a fountain. Then

others in terror as the

was unbelievably fast as it weaved through them, dodging with a disturbing kind of grace. The few bullets that hit him barely left a dent

the house and treelines with shouts, raising their guns to fire. But before any could shoot, crackling arcs of electricity snapped through the

she saw what was happening. Those were the cardinal alphas. How

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

hell

was already in the thick of the

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 operative snapped his head around, his eyes

"Dude, what the fu—"

Bang.

teammate in the head before turning

turned on each other, shouting, accusing, and firing. Even though the operatives had the

familiar face at the truck trying

Adele.

Not

now!" she barked to the squad leader beside

out

the air

the mounted truck speakers, slicing through the ears and minds of every

mighty Cardinal Alphas couldn’t stand against that sound. Alaric screamed, the 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

to say that all the

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