Alpha Rebellion

Chapter 564: Who Are You

Violet burst out of the main packhouse, her lungs on fire and her heart hammering like the grooves of horses

during a race. Behind her, the shrill blaring of the alarm wailed across the compound, echoing through the

surrounding like a death knell.

It was by sheer luck that Violet managed to escape the packhouse, and now, the guards were chasing after her

with weapons. A sharp crack split the air and Violet dove forward as glowing blue projectiles sizzled past her

head, slamming into the frozen ground and sending up bursts of frost.

"Those aren't ordinary bullets," Thalia growled inside her mind. "They're designed to disrupt a wolf's nervous

system. They can’t kill you, but they'll shut your body down."

"Good thing I'm not an ordinary wolf," Violet panted, pushing harder. Her legs screamed in protest, but there was

no choice here. She was not falling into Zara’s hands today.

The field ahead was chaotic. Smoke billowed from the first explosion in the central lab building. Dozens of pack

members were running in panic, their white breath rising in clouds. Swere wearing white coats—scientists,

by the look of them—while others looked like ordinary pack members. The flood of bodies created a wall of

confusion, and the guards couldn't fire without risking their own people.

Violet weaved through the crowd, using them as cover. For a moment, she thought she might make it cleanly.

Then a guard broke through, charging straight at her.

"Stop!" he roared, swinging a baton crackling with blue energy.

Violet ducked, the weapon passing inches above her head. She lunged forward, driving her shoulder into his

stomach. They went down hard, rolling in the snow. The guard snarled and kicked her off, scrambling to his feet

with feral speed.

Violet rose too, her chest heaving. The guard cat her again, striking fast. His first blow grazed her arm,

sending a jolt of numbing pain through her muscles. Gritting her teeth, Violet blocked the next strike, twisting his

wrist until the baton fell into the snow.

The guard didn’t stop. He swung a fist at her head but Violet ducked, countering with an elbow to his jaw. He

staggered, but his sheer size and strength kept him upright. He grabbed her around the waist and slammed her

to the ground.

Air rushed out of her lungs.

"Move, Violet!" Thalia screamed.

With a desperate surge, Violet kicked upward, catching him under the chin. He stumbled back, giving her just

enough room to roll to her feet. Before he could stand, Violet twisted around and kicked him so hard in the head

he was knocked out and she felt the impact in her feet.

Staggering upright, Violet wiped the sweat and blood from her face. She didn’t have a second to rest before

more guards were pouring out of the packhouse, searching for her.

Her stomach sank. There were too many. Even if their electric bullets couldn't stop her, they would soon

overpower her with their numbers.

Then, like a blessing, a second explosion rippled through the compound.

People screamed as fire and smoke erupted from the eastern wing of the complex, sending debris raining from

the sky. The guards froze, shouting into radios. Their ranks broke apart as nearly all of them raced toward the

new blast site.

Violet didn’t wait to question who—or what—had caused it. She bolted, plunging into the swarm of fleeing

civilians. People screamed and shoved, desperate to escape but Violet forced her way through.

Unlike everyone else running away from the danger, Violet sprinted toward it. Her instincts, sharpened by

Thalia’s presence, pulled her onward.

The crowd thinned as she neared the industrial section of the compound. Two massive warehouse buildings

loomed ahead, their walls reinforced with steel and stamped with bold black letters: W-A and W-B.

Thalia’s voice rumbled in her head. "The second one."

Violet sprinted for W-B, only to skid to a halt at the entrance. A scanner sat beside the heavy security door,

waiting for proper identification.

"Damn it," Violet muttered, scanning for options.

Before she could cup with a plan, a man in a white coat ran toward her, shouting over the alarm. "Hey! You

shouldn't be here! You need to evacuate now!"

Violet's gaze locked on the ID badge swinging from his neck.

Oh, sweet mercies.

"Sorry about this," she muttered, closing the distance in a heartbeat. One swift strike to his jaw, and he fell

unconscious into the snow. Violet crouched, unhooked the badge, and pressed it against the scanner.

The door beeped and slid open with a hiss.

Inside, the warehouse was eerily quiet compared to the confusion outside. The air smelled of cold metal and

chemicals. There were crates of weapons and machineries waiting for shipping.

Violet moved cautiously, weaving through the maze of storage racks. But the deeper she went, the emptier it

became. There was no sign of Alaric.

Frustration gnawed at her. "Where exactly, Thalia?" she demanded aloud.

That's when it happened.

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Violet's knees buckled, only to snap straight again. The current had passed through her like water, leaving

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The attacker froze, disbelief flashing across his face.

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Then it hit her like a punch to the gut.

"Ace?" she breathed, stunned.

Ace groaned, struggling to sit upright. "Who are you?"

"It's me, Violet!" she blurted out.

"Huh?"