Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 474: Spellbound

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Henry tried to dodge the assault, but it was too late. The green wolf slammed into him with bone-crunching force, knocking him to the ground so hard the air rushed from his lungs.

He groaned, dazed, only to hear the low snort of fury and his eyes snapped up.

The wolf was gone now and in its place stood a massive, verdant bull, it’s nostrils flaring and his hooves pawing at the dirt with murder in its eyes. The line had been drawn.

It was either him, or him.

And then Roman charged.

Henry barely rolled away in time, the hooves slamming down where his chest had been moments before. Dirt exploded from the impact and by the time the bull turned, Henry had already scrambled to his feet and reached for his gun.

Roman came at him again and Henry fired.

The bull dodged the first shot and closed the distance. But Henry was faster this time as he dove aside, rolled, and aimed. His second shot landed on his target.

As soon as the dart hit the bull, it let out a guttural cry before collapsing, shifting mid-fall into Roman’s naked form.

Henry laughed, boots crunching toward him. Roman yanked the dart from his side, but the paralysis was already taking hold. His limbs shook and he could barely sit up.

Henry’s smirk deepened. "It’s odd, my son being involved with that girl but you? No surprises there, Roman Draven. Like father, like son."

Roman snarled, lips peeling back to reveal sharp teeth. His eyes blazed greener than ever, almost glowing. He might not be as feral as before but he was still very much aggressive.

Then those eyes slitted and he opened his mouth, revealing serpentine fangs, and sank them into his own arm. Venom pulsed through his bloodstream, rushing to counter the drug.

Henry’s smile faltered the moment he realized what Roman had done.

Then Roman stood slowly and powerfully, a mocking smirk dancing on his lips.

A shadow fell over Henry’s face. So that’s how it would be. Fine.

The challenge was clear.

He tossed the gun aside, grabbed his shirt, and yanked it over his head. Then he dropped to a crouch, a guttural growl escaping him as his bones cracked and twisted, the skin tearing, and muscle reforming.

Moments later, a massive black wolf stood in his place. His thick fur bristled, razor-sharp teeth gleaming with thick saliva, and eyes burned with murder. The air around him reeked of dominance and thirst for blood.

He then released a long, thunderous growl that echoed through the forest.

"R-Ro-man..." Violet rasped behind them, her body still paralyzed. Her heart was racing. Roman might be gifted, but Henry was older, stronger and far more experienced. He was not his match.

But Roman didn’t flinch. Instead, he shifted faster than Henry had. And like breathing itself, his wolf emerged.

He was nearly the same size as Henry’s, sleek and majestic, his fur shining with youth, He took on a defiant stance and let out an equally thunderous growl.

He was not backing out of this fight. Yes, Roman stood before Henry undeterred and unafraid.

then..." Henry’s wolf eyes

at each other, the

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and moved as one. But it was also heartbreaking because they

him from within. Still,

keeping them from reaching her and buying her enough time to escape to

as another bullet tore through

They knew once he was down, the rest

couldn’t tell anymore if the blood coating

another cluster of operatives until he caught one

braced for the

of nowhere, lightning struck the

Alaric.

wept in

immediately, chaos took over with mercenaries screaming as some began turning their weapons on

Asher.

the

left him. Griffin collapsed, the earth quaking beneath his weight. His form shrank back to his normal size just

Griffin," Asher called,

do

yelled, glancing between enemies as

been shot!"

cursed, half at Griffin’s state, and half because

clenched tight. He reached behind Griffin’s

raw pain as Asher searched blindly, his fingers digging into the torn muscle. This was

the worst part? It was just

glinting between his fingers. He tossed it aside as it burned him. Normally, no bullet should be able to pierce

bane. Super strength or

lower abdomen, where a second bullet had punctured deep. He grit his teeth and pressed his fingers to the wound. "This is going

deafening

me—" Asher yanked the second bullet out, his own breath

a final push, he

"Gotcha," he breathed.

he looked up, Griffin was still. His body

God, no.

"Griffin?" Asher gulped. "Griffin!"

but there was

answer me! Hey!

through Asher’s chest. "We’re losing Griffin!" he shouted at the

behind, his voice tight with fury, echoing between the gunshots now raining around them. More men were flooding in from the forest

them dead if he had pulled

Don’t you dare. You hear me?" His eyes were

rustling sound snapped him alert and his head jerked up, already preparing to compel whatever target emerged from

it wasn’t the operatives but

And Micah?

time to ask how