Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Hope You Loose

Fangball was definitely not for the faint-hearted. It was the second half, and while Alaric’s team had been shining brilliantly at first, their dominance had begun to wane.

Six to four.

Asher’s team held a two-point lead over their opponents, and the clock was ticking mercilessly. Five minutes had already slipped away in the second half, leaving just ten minutes for Alaric’s team to mount a comeback. Except time was not on their side.

"Ugh!"

Violet winced, shutting her eyes as Asher slammed into Alaric again with a force that seemed more personal than strategic.

This wasn’t just competition; it was a grudge match, and everyone in the crowd could see it. Asher’s gray eyes blazed with raw anger every time he targeted Alaric, and it was clear to Violet that he wasn’t just playing to win, but to hurt and humiliate him.

That damn bastard!

Violet’s hands clenched tightly, filled with frustration. Then she sighed with resignation knowing this was all her fault. Asher was punishing Alaric for daring to lay a claim on her publicly.

Alaric probably knew that as well which was why he took hit after hit, but that didn’t make Violet feel any better. Not when she planned on breaking up with him afterwards.

Violet glared at Asher with anger. Just wait until this game is over, you bastard. You’ll get what’s coming to you.

Thankfully, Alaric stood his ground, although he was slower now, weariness beginning to creep in from the relentless battering.

Realizing the need to change tactics, he passed the lunar orb to Finn, one of his chasers and his trusted beta. Finn darted off immediately, the glowing orb secure in his gripper, while Alaric sprinted behind him to cover his back.

Griffin, who was supposed to defend him, was locked in a brutal battle, bracing himself against three wolves that tackled him from all sides knowing he was a major obstacle. But he growled, the sound rumbling like thunder as he tried to shake them off, buying Finn the space he needed to advance.

Despite Alaric’s team’s discipline and strategy, Asher’s side was fearless and reckless. Their own recklessness bordered on dangerous. They left their pit completely unguarded, focusing all their energy on stopping their opponents from scoring. It was a high-risk strategy, but it was working.

At this point, Alaric’s fans were on edge as they cheered and encouraged Finn out of desperation. Violet couldn’t help but join them, anxious as well.

Finn sprinted toward the goal line, unattacked. The path was clear, completely empty. The crowd erupted in cheers, anticipation surging like a wave as he closed the distance. But just as he reached the line, a sharp beeping sound came from the Lunar Orb.

Oh fuck.

His eyes widened, understanding why Asher’s people had not given chase. He didn’t have a choice but to drop the Orb just seconds before it detonated in a small burst of fragments.

The crowd groaned in collective disappointment, their raves replaced by frustrated sighs. Violet sank back into her seat, her heart sinking as well just as the referee’s whistle signaled a reset.

The Lunar Orb was designed to explode after three minutes of no score, forcing both teams to start again from the neutral zone.

"There’s no more time," Lila announced anxiously, her gaze shifting to the countdown clock.

Six minutes remained to close the gap and take the win. Except the seconds were slipping away faster than she could count.

Natalie crossed her arms, studying the field. "They have to pull something big now, or it’s over," she said matter-of-factly.

"But it’s not impossible. If they could score enough passes, they could beat Asher’s team. But Asher would not stay still and do nothing. Such a routine is predictable and easy to break. Not to mention, scoring points based on successful passes is time consuming. Time might run out on them even if they executed it."

Violet didn’t respond, her attention fixed on Alaric sprinting back to the neutral zone, to prepare for the reset. His white fur was matted with sweat and dirt, his chest rising and falling heavily.

Although Alaric and Griffin looked pretty determined, the same couldn’t be said for his team. They were losing morale and Violet couldn’t blame them.