Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 875

Chapter 875: Get Him Out Of Here

"Griffin, that’s enough! We have to go now!" Irene barked at her son, urgency in her voice. But her voice might as well have been water rolling off oiled steel.

Since the moment they found out Roman Draven had been captured by Angus, Griffin had lost it completely.

Leon too.

"I’m going to get my son!" the South Alpha had roared earlier, charging toward one of Angus’s portals.

But Aeron had overpowered him, intercepting the move before it turned into suicide, and threw him straight into their own portal and out of the battlefield.

They had truly underestimated Angus and

now they were paying for it. They had no idea what kind of spell had been used, but the portals refused to close even after the witches responsible for opening them had been killed. The magic clung stubbornly to the air, like it was anchored from the other side.

And through those openings, they kept coming. Witches and Werewolves. Reinforcements pouring in without The hall had long since stopped being a battlefield, quickly turning into a graveyard. The only reason they were still standing at all was Griffin.

For the first time, Irene truly saw the extent of her son’s power.

He moved like a force of nature, tearing through enemies with brutal efficiency. Bodies flew, bones snapped, and blood sprayed as he ripped through them as easily as one would tear apart cloth. When witches tried to strike him with spells, all he had to do was slam his hand—or sometimes his entire body—into the ground.

The shockwave that followed disrupted everything, shattering their magics and throwing them off balance.

The attacks never reached him. It was terrifying, yes, and yet, it wasn’t enough because Griffin wasn’t invincible.

There were deep wounds carved into his body where the spells had struck true. His flesh was burned and blood ran freely. It was hard to tell how much was his from the way he was drenched head to toe, but Irene could smell it. Her son was bleeding.

"He’s lost to the bloodlust!" Aeron shouted over the chaos, his voice edged with concern.

Usually, when Griffin’s beast took over like this, there was a struggle, and he managed to fight his way back to the surface.

But not anymore.

What they didn’t know was that the bond had changed him. There was no longer a divide between man and beast. Griffin was the beast and the beast was furious.

Pulling him out of this state wasn’t just difficult, it was nearly impossible.

Angus’s witches had changed tactics. They were no longer killing the wolves outright, instead incapacitating them.

Except that didn’t make it any better because she knew the ways of war. Roman and the likes of them would be held hostage, and Angus would use them to bargain for whatever he wanted.

"Electricity!" Irene shouted suddenly, turning to Aeron. "That’s what Alaric used to snap him out of it before!" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Aeron’s gaze scanned the battlefield, calculating fast. "Then we need a witch, now."

Elijah’s mansion was barely holding together. Walls had collapsed, leaving jagged openings. The remaining structures were scorched black from spells. Sections of the roof were completely gone, torn apart by the intensity of the magic. Dust filled the air, thick and choking, making visibility almost impossible.

"What are you waiting for? Let’s go!" Irene snapped, cutting down anything that came at her without hesitation.

"Samantha!" Irene hollered when they found her. "We need a witch!"

"Can’t!" Samantha shot back, her voice strained, her entire body trembling with effort. "I’m the last one standing!"

"Fuck," Irene and Aeron said at the same time.

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