My Fated Alphas Cruel Game novel Chapter 102

2 Chapter 102 The Pack Calls

Elena’s POV 1

“Give me one solid reason why I shouldn’t end you right here and now.”

My voice carried a deadly edge that made Marcus’s jaw clench. The basement air felt thick with tension, crackling like electricity before a storm.

“You’re letting these monsters roam free out there, killing innocent people, and you’re doing absolutely nothing to stop them. Nothing.” I stepped closer, my wolf stirring restlessly beneath my skin.

Marcus’s hands balled into fists at his sides. “That’s because I don’t know how to kill the damn thing. Do you think I haven’t tried? I’ve thrown everything I can think of at this bastard and nothing works.”

Damien moved beside me, his presence a solid comfort. “You’ve been experimenting

on it?”

“Of course I have.” Marcus’s voice cracked with frustration. “I’ve been trying to figure out how to destroy it. But from everything I’ve tested, these things seem immortal.” I crossed my arms, studying his haggard expression. “Nothing is immortal. You just haven’t found the right method yet. Walk me through what you’ve attempted.”

Marcus ran a hand through his disheveled hair. “Wooden stakes through the heart, wooden bullets, silver bullets, silver chains wrapped around its neck for hours. I even tried vervain since it works on vampires, but this thing didn’t even flinch.”

My blood ran cold. “You think it’s some kind of mutated vampire?”

“It’s the only explanation that makes sense. The way it drains humans, the feeding pattern, the strength. It kills exactly like the vampires we know, just faster and more brutal.” Marcus’s eyes were haunted as he spoke.

I exchanged a meaningful look with Damien. His dark eyes reflected the same concern I felt building in my chest.

“Where’s Julian?” Damien asked, his tone sharp and focused.

“I can call him right now.” I reached for my phone, already scrolling through my

contacts.

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102 Chapter 102 The Pack Calls

“Do it. See if he’s encountered anything like this before.” Damien pulled out his own phone, his fingers flying across the screen.

Marcus watched us both with growing confusion. “What exactly are you planning to

do?”

Damien’s laugh was harsh and humorless. “We’re going to rally every ally we have. Find out what this thing really is. Accomplish everything you’ve failed to do in however long you’ve been playing mad scientist down here. And while we’re at it, we’re going to prove to everyone that this pack belongs to Elena now.”

Marcus’s face flushed red with anger. “I’ve been leading this pack for years. I know exactly what I’m doing.”

“Obviously not.” Damien stepped forward, his voice rising. “Elena took one look at that creature and immediately knew we needed to take action. All you care about is satisfying your curiosity about what species it belongs to. Who gives a damn about classification right now? Figure that out later. Save lives first. You’re such an arrogant fool that you can’t even see it, can you?”

The two men stood nose to nose, testosterone and fury radiating from both of them. Marcus stared at Damien with pure hatred, then his gaze shifted to me, searching for something I wasn’t willing to give.

I stepped between them, grabbing Damien’s hand firmly. “Come on. He’s not worth our time or energy. We have real work to do, and we need to start now.”

Damien allowed me to pull him away from the confrontation, but I could feel the tension still coiled in his muscles as we headed upstairs to the main living area.

I dialed Julian first, pacing as the phone rang. Damien settled onto the couch beside me, making call after call to various Alphas he maintained good relationships with. Many of them were within driving distance, which could work in our favor.

Julian arrived faster than I expected, and by then Marcus had reluctantly joined us upstairs, though we pointedly ignored his presence,

“What’s the emergency?” Julian asked, slightly out of breath.

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