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.

his chest again, this

we were ordered to capture. No one saw what happened after that! Then that thing came charging through and tore everyone to pieces! Nobody knows where

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

leader. "Griffin Hale’s beast is unbelievably resilient. We’re not taking

wicked smile said it

the air and weapons were drawn instantly as operatives turned

one of them screamed, flailing

others burst into

just a green snake," someone chuckled. "It’s not

exhaled loudly, unimpressed. "Amateurs,"

the goddamn serpent!" another operative growled, already cocking

knelt down carefully, reaching to pick

happened in a

small, seemingly harmless snake twisted and expanded, a monstrous green bear rising in

gasp, before the bear leaned down and bit

from the headless corpse like a fountain. Then the body crumpled to the forest floor, twitching, and that was

in fury, and others in terror as the confusion cleared from

them, dodging with a disturbing kind of grace. The few bullets that hit him barely left a dent as its

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

happening. Those were

each Alpha in their element, and

the hell was

in the thick

frenzy bear who killed them with abnormal delight, and the lightning wielder, Asher moved like a ghost. He stepped into their ranks

"Dude, what the fu—"

Bang.

teammate in

their midst 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 this was quickly becoming a

was not enough, Cynthia spotted a familiar

Adele.

no. Not

the sonic emitter now!" she barked to the squad

the man pulled out a control device, tapping

air itself vibrated as

high-pitched frequency blared from the mounted truck speakers, slicing through the ears and minds of every werewolf

his hands fizzling out and died. Roman roared in pain as he shifted back into his human form,

say that all

smiled at the effect. Then she commanded the surviving operatives. "Get up! Kill them now! Get