Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 750

Chapter 750: Preferably Alive

Joseph came to slowly, the world tilting as pain throbbed behind his eyes. His hand went to his temple and came away slick with blood. Vera had shoved him so hard that he had hit his head against the wall and blacked out.

He sucked in a sharp breath and pushed himself upright, the muscles in his body protesting as the hall came into focus.

He saw her.

"Mom?" His voice broke.

Joseph staggered forward, his legs giving way beneath him as he dropped to his knees beside Moira’s body. Her eyes were wide and empty, staring at nothing. His shaking hands hovered over her face, then fell uselessly to his sides.

"No... no, no, no—" He choked, then screamed as his gaze dropped to the gaping hole in her throat.

He turned slowly, horror hollowing him out from the inside.

Vera stood a few steps away, calm, collected, and almost bored after she had killed her own mother.

"What have you done?" Joseph whispered, his voice cracked.

"I did what had to be done," Vera replied flatly. "It’s natural selection. The weak get eliminated, and the strong remain at the top of the food chain."

Joseph stared at her in disbelief. How was this monster his sister?

She stepped closer to him. "So now you choose," she said, tilting her head. "Are you with me or against me?"

Joseph didn’t answer.

"Will you help me finish what our ancestors started? Or will you cower like them?" She gestured dismissively toward Moira’s body. "If it’s the latter, I’ll give you the same easy death."

Silence stretched between them.

Joseph’s gaze drifted back to the bodies on the floor—his mother, his brother. His shoulders slumped, his head bowing as shame flooded him.

Vera laughed.

"I thought as much."

She turned and walked to Patrick’s body, kicking him just to be sure he was gone. He was dead.

"Get rid of the bodies," Vera said over her shoulder. "Then come find me. We have havoc to wreck."

Then she walked away, laughing, untouched by the carnage she’d left behind.

As soon as she was gone, Joseph broke down in tears. He collapsed over his mother’s body, trembling as he gently closed her eyes with his palm.

"Forgive me," he whispered through the tears. "I’m a coward who couldn’t protect you."

He crawled to Patrick next, his breath hitching. "We always called you the weak one. Turns out it was me all along. I’m sorry I didn’t defend you or Mother."

He reached for Patrick’s arm—and it grabbed him back.

Joseph nearly screamed, then froze as Patrick wheezed, barely conscious, blood bubbling at his lips.

"Save... me," Patrick rasped.

Joseph nodded, his eyes darkening with determination.

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The situation in President Roy’s office was total chaos.

Screens lined the walls, each one flashing a different angle of the disaster that had wrecked the city. Thermal scans lit up clusters of red across a city map while phones buzzed nonstop, and the aides argued furiously.

President Roy stood at the center of it all, hands planted on the conference table, and his jaw clenched so tight it ached.

"Enough," he snapped, and the room fell silent instantly.

"Tell me what the problem at hand is. I want the truth, and not the version withheld from the public."

The head of Biosecurity swallowed. "Sir, Noah, the mastermind of this incident, was never apprehended."

Roy’s eyes narrowed. "I know that. So where is he?"

"Off the grid," the man admitted. "There’s no digital trail or sighting of him. He vanished after the incident. And not just that."

Roy lifted his head. "What now?"

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