Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 891: Superhead The Battle

The school gym had been completely transformed into a war room overnight.

The basketball hoops still hung overhead, but the atmosphere inside the space no longer resembled anything remotely connected to school life.

A massive rectangular table had been dragged into the center of the gym with a detailed map spread across its surface. Smaller maps, papers, and handwritten notes littered the edges while different colored figures had been placed strategically across various locations. Some of them represented wolves, the others were Duskmoon Village and possible enemy positions.

The scent of tension sat thickly in the room.

Only the main alphas remained inside discussing strategy while the sub-alphas organized the other wolves outside for battle preparations. Through the gym doors came muffled sounds of movement, weapons being sorted, and wolves barking orders.

Elijah stood near the edge of the table with both palms pressed against its surface, his gaze fixed on the map.

"So in the end..." His voice carried a trace of bitterness sharp enough to cut flesh. "My brother still lives."

From the direction of his gaze, it was painfully obvious who he blamed for that.

Violet.

"After today, he won’t."

Irene’s response came simple and cold, effectively killing any chance of tension escalating further.

Micah took over before the atmosphere could worsen and pointed toward the map.

"Duskmoon Village is located deep within District Five." His finger tapped a forested region marked on the map. "It’s never exactly been a secret that witches populated the district. But because they remained under the radar and blended in with ordinary humans, the government mostly ignored them."

Asher leaned one shoulder against the table.

"Or," he corrected dryly, "the witches enchanted the place well enough that the government stopped caring to investigate."

Micah pointed toward him. "That too."

He continued, "From everything I’ve gathered, nobody leaves Duskmoon Village without permission. It’s an isolated society. Trade with outsiders is heavily controlled and monitored.

"They keep information contained." Micah moved another figure across the map. "People go missing there all the time and nobody asks questions because the witches make sure of it. There’s also talk about a deterrent spell surrounding the village."

Leon frowned immediately.

"A deterrent spell?"

"It’s a type of enchantment designed to redirect outsiders before they can enter," Micah explained. "People attempting to approach suddenly change direction without realizing it. They forget why they came or lose interest entirely."

His expression grew grim.

"That’s another reason nobody successfully sneaks into the village. The witches are quite cautious."

Violet spoke then. "I can burn through the spell."

The room’s attention shifted toward her instantly.

Asher nodded in agreement.

"And if the enchantment somehow distracts her mentally," he added, "I’ll remain positioned nearby to pull her back out of it.A spell like that wouldn’t be able to trap me without me noticing."

Violet smiled. That arrangement worked.

Micah moved four figures across the map representing Violet and the three Cardinal Alphas

"The four of you move first," he instructed. "The rest of the wolves remain outside the village perimeter until the signal."

Elijah frowned immediately.

"You want the heirs leading the charge alone?"

"Because we can handle that and don’t need distraction." Alaric said unapologetically.

None of the alphas laughed because this meant they were viewed as a burden.

"That’s why," Violet cut in firmly, "the priority is minimizing deaths as much as possible. We would give them a chance to surrender."

Elijah looked at her in disbelief.

"Excuse me?" His brows lowered. "You want to spare the enemy?"

Micah answered before Violet could.

"Most people inside that village are participating out of fear, not loyalty. After what Violet did last night..." A faint smile tugged at his mouth. "I’m willing to bet the witches are reconsidering their life choices right now."

"So we give them an opportunity," Violet finished. "If they surrender, good. Less fighting. Less losses."

"And if they don’t?" Elijah challenged.

"Then they die." Violet answered without hesitation, the certainty in her voice sending a strange stillness through the gym.

"And when that happens," she added, her eyes sweeping across everyone present, "I’ll need all of you as far away from me as possible. Unless, you want to be added to the casualty list too."

Leon was the one who broke through the sudden tension hanging heavily around the table.

"Let’s say we successfully handle the village itself," he began. "There’s still the issue of Angus using Roman as leverage. How exactly are we supposed to ensure Roman survives this while also ending Angus once and for all?"

"I don’t fully know how powerful Angus has become," Violet admitted honestly. "But I’d like to believe I can unmake whatever ritual or spell was used to turn him into..." she searched briefly for the proper word before settling on, "whatever he currently is."

"But if that doesn’t work," Violet continued, "then that’s where Micah comes in."

Immediately all eyes shifted toward the incubus.

Micah straightened beneath the attention before dramatically placing a hand over his chest. "Finally. Recognition."

Violet ignored him.

"He can slip in and out unnoticed. While Asher, Alaric and I keep Angus occupied, Micah gets Roman out."

Micah grinned. "Stealth missions are basically my specialty."

"And I still have mental abilities." Asher announced, "There has to be a way to get inside Angus’s head eventually. If anyone should be cowering in fear right now, it should be him."

Violet’s attention shifted toward Irene.

"We’ll rescue your husband too," she assured the woman. "We’ll make sure of it."

For the first time since the meeting started, something vulnerable crossed Irene’s face before she quickly buried it again behind composure.

"Thank you." She said, gratitude visible in her eyes.

Then Elijah asked, "So the four of you plan to spearhead this entire operation while the rest of us act as support?"

Violet lifted a brow at the Alpha King.

"You got a problem with that, your majesty?"

For several seconds Elijah simply stared at her. Then unexpectedly, said,

"Not at all."