Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 608

Chapter 608: Pack Of Wolves

"How dare you treat me like this!" Alpha Marlow bellowed as the two wolf guards hauled him through the packhouse, his wrists cinched in suppressor’s cuffs. The metal was cold, and he couldn’t call on his wolf’s strength even if he could.

He spat and thrashed, but the guards were not moved at all. They shoved him down the corridor toward the cells, past the echo of the celebration that still droned in the courtyard.

Marlow’s face was livid, veins bulging on his temples, "Once I’m free from this place, I’ll make sure you —"

One guard pushed the heavy iron door to the dungeon open while the other stepped back, even as Marlow continued to curse them.

But a sudden yelp cut him off.

The guard who had his back staggered, hand flying to his mouth. Blood slicked his fingers while a silver dagger protruded from his chest. He dropped to the ground, dead.

The second guard turned with horror on his face. They were under attack!

But before he could send any order through the pack link, a blade came flying and sank into his neck.

Then one of the assassins stepped into the limelight and ripped his heart from his chest, blood spilling to the ground.

Marlow’s heart thudded in his chest. For a beat he was frozen, disbelief twisting his features. He suddenly wished the cuff were off so he could fight for his life. This was such a cowardly way to die.

The assassins were three in number, fully cloaked with their faces half hidden in the darkness.

Marlow’s stomach turned cold when he saw the leader step forward, his boots soundless on the ground. The man’s grin was casual, and contemptuous.

"Who are you?" Marlow barked, trying to sound terrifying. But it came out thin.

The leader removed his hood enough for Marlow to see a scar across his jaw, a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "Cane sends his regards."

The name hit Marlow like a blow. "Cane?" he repeated, disbelief giving way to fury. "Alpha Cane planned this?!" His voice was a broken thing, hope and horror warring in it.

The leader shrugged as if answering for a minor inconvenience. "He did."

The blood drained from Marlow’s face. He understood, in that instant, the machinery grinding against him. "You’ve come to silence me so the truth can be buried," he spat, rage in his voice. "All of the alphas have turned their backs against me. They’re using me as the scape goat."

The leader answered, "Not quite, Alpha Marlow. You will die, sure. But first, Asher Nightshade must die. We’ll make it look like you after murdering the newly crowned Alpha. The search for you will be endless. But it’s all futile because you’d already be dead by then."

"So this is Cane’s plan, huh? That cunning animal! After everything I’ve done for him!" Marlow cursed.

Then he laughed, a high, hysterical sound. "You think you can kill Asher? He’s a cardinal alpha, he slew Dominic. He’s stronger than you think."

The leader’s chuckle was cruel. "Cardinal alpha or not, he is not invincible. Tonight he’s exposed and weak from all the battles. You should worry less about Asher and more about your own life. We don’t have time for this."

He motioned to the two men flanking him. "Take him out of sight. Make sure the story looks clean, and everything goes as planned."

Marlow’s pleading turned to roaring as they hauled him away. "You’ll never get away with this! Tell that to Cane! He’d regret this!" he screamed.

But none of the assassins took his words to heart, already moving to the next phase of their plan.

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