Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143: The Hospital

Elsie, blinded by her own arrogance and fury, reached out and grabbed Alaric’s arm, her fingers curling around his bare skin with enough force to halt his steps.

Which was of course a big mistake.

Alaric’s body went rigid, his muscles locking up as the energy inside of him reacted instinctively to the unwanted touch. Even his once rowdy pack members all held their breath having sensed the ominous charge that sent static tingling along their skin.

Alaric Storm wore his gloves, not because he lacked control over his abilities, but because lightning was inherently wild, unpredictable, and devastatingly powerful.

He had learned how to wield it, yes, but emotions were an entirely different thing. When heightened, his powers responded, even breaking free from the restraint of his gloves that served as a dampener.

And right now, Alaric’s emotions were anything but calm as electricity licked up his arms, surging to the surface.

Elsie’s body jerked as the electricity shot through her veins and she screamed in pain.

She convulsed as several thousand joules of voltage surged through her nervous system. Her hands jerked violently away from Alaric, her eyes wide in shock with her breath choking in her throat. Though the whole thing barely lasted a few seconds, to her, it might as well have been an eternity of agony.

Alaric yanked himself back with wide, horrified eyes. "No, no, no—fuck!" he cursed, running his hands through his hair in frustration.

"Shit," Griffin growled under his breath, already moving before anyone else. No matter how much of a bitch Elsie was, she was still unconscious and twitching on the floor.

He crouched down and lifted her into his arms effortlessly, groaning slightly as residual shocks crawled up his limbs. Though he winced, he gritted his teeth and pushed forward, ignoring the pain.

"Quick. Make way! She needs help," Griffin barked, already storming toward the door.

Alaric, frozen, could only watch, guilt burning into his chest like acid. This was his fault. He did this.

"Alaric!" Griffin’s voice snapped him back to reality. "What the fuck are you waiting for?! Let’s go!"

Alaric didn’t waste another second following after Griffin. The both of them moved down the corridors, passing through students who stared in shock at the sight of the unconscious Elsie.

They made a beeline for the infirmary, straight into Adele’s ward.

The second they arrived, Adele who had been tending to another injured student whipped around at the sudden commotion. Her brows furrowed in immediate suspicion as she took in the sight of Griffin carrying a limp Elsie.

They have got to be kidding her.

"What the hell happened?" she demanded, already moving toward them.

Alaric clenched his fists, his shoulders taut with tension. "I... zapped her."

Adele gave him a look. The kind of look that screamed, Are you fucking kidding me right now? So you’re going about shocking people now?

Griffin, sensing the incoming lambasting, interjected quickly, "Unintentionally. She grabbed him first."

Adele rubbed at her temples as if she were personally burdened by their stupidity. "That’s still not an excuse," she muttered, before shooting a glare at Alaric. "You know your powers are tied to your emotions. You could have done better."

Alaric didn’t argue. He just swallowed the guilt, his hands curling into fists.

Adele shook her head and stepped closer to assess Elsie’s condition. "And Elsie of all people?"

Griffin said firmly, "Elsie did this to herself."

Adele rolled her eyes. "Yeah, tell that to fucking Elijah when he punishes his ass for it. I thought you both were smarter than this but it turns out I was wrong."

Alaric told her, "Could you just help her. I’ll take whatever punishment Elijah seems fit to give me. Elsie might be a bitch but she won’t be dying in my arms. My father would kill me for this."

But Adele sighed. "Look, I’d love to help, but I’m out of juice."