Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 593: Doomed

The bombers weren’t the only surprise Patrick had prepared for them.

The North Packhouse was under siege.

Screams filled the air as commotion broke out in every direction. People ran in blind panic, shoving and stumbling over one another as they scrambled to escape the heated battle, the metallic tang of blood filling the air.

The attackers were human, yet their strength rivaled that of the trained werewolf guards. They moved with unnatural speed, their eyes glazed with a wild, frenzied focus.

"Ignis!" Violet shouted over the noise, realization dawning on her, "They’re all strong from the drug!"

Asher had warned her about the drug during his visit to District One, and now every single symptom he’d described was unfolding before her eyes. Violet watched in horror as the drugged humans rip through the ranks of the guards like rabid beasts, their confidence shocking, their movements wild and unrelenting.

Griffin’s and Alaric’s faces darkened the instant her words registered. Their gazes swept over the battlefield, and what they saw confirmed their fears. Patrick had unleashed drugged humans as weapons, turning them into his living tools of destruction.

"You have to warn your father!" Griffin said with urgency.

In the fog of shock, Alaric had nearly forgotten the new connection he’d forged with his pack. It was hardly surprising considering the link should have been a blessing to celebrate, not a lifeline in a war they weren’t ready for.

He shut his eyes and leaned into it, forcing the signal to reach not just his father but every member of the pack. The feeling was like a hive mind, the sensation startling, and slightly overwhelming. Yet he pushed the message through.

"The humans are on Ignis. Don’t try to match their strength, go straight for the kill. They’ll burn out when the drug wears off. Don’t underestimate them. They’re strong and unpredictable. Repeat: invaders on Ignis. Kill quickly."

As soon as Alaric was done with the message, it was as if the humans zeroed in on them. Their heads snapped up, and the three of them charged at them.

Violet behind him. "Stay

could finish, Violet slipped from his shadow, darting straight toward

breath, launching

stayed under his protection. But deep down,

target squarely in the chest, the force of the blow sending the human

furrowed in disgust. Just what had Patrick promised them to make them take that wretched drug

in her body. The strength behind it was terrifying. Dizziness washed over her, and she barely

his fist into the attacker. The impact was devastating — Violet heard the crack as the man’s body flew through the air and smashed into the side of a nearby

eyes flared molten gold, Thalia’s

to what he sensed was

force submission, what radiated from Griffin instead was pure, protective instinct. He was still an Alpha, but in this moment, every ounce of his dominance

mentally sheathed her claws like a tamed kitty, her golden eyes softening. Through Violet’s gaze, she

back at her, his mental tail wagging eagerly, desperate to please his mate

shattered when Griffin’s opponent chose that exact

throat mid-lunge, his grip unyielding. In one brutal motion, Griffin

both of them in a hot crimson arc as the headless body

even a breath, Griffin turned and hurled the severed head across the battlefield. It sailed like a stone launched from

audible crack, and he

and males would go out of their way

even though Griffin was obviously showing off, Thalia was damn well

very vivid, explicit ways she could thank her mate

come on, you horny beast!" Violet groaned in her head, exasperated. "We’re in the middle of a