Teen Wolf: Alpha Reborn-Chapter 160: The Orphans’ Mistake

The morning after dealing with the witch and her group, Scott and the rest of the pack were awakened by the whimpering of a wolf somewhere on the ranch.

When they went to check what was going on, they found Cora in her full wolf form, pinning a black wolf with glowing blue eyes to the ground.

The black wolf was Peter. He let out a pitiful yelp. "Help me, guys! She’s trying to kill me!"

Scott and the others stared for a moment... then walked away to have breakfast.

Cora growled, her voice deep and furious. "Didn’t you say you’d do anything to earn my forgiveness, Peter?"

"I did." Peter whimpered. "But I’m really hurt. Maybe we can continue this another time."

After saying that, he tried to run away, but Cora is an Alpha, and her wolf form is way bigger and faster than Peter. She chased him and caught him in front of the pack house, and started mauling him without mercy. Peter howled in pain as her teeth sank into him over and over.

Inside the kitchen, Malia smirked as she buttered her toast. "Sounds like Cora’s having a lot of fun. Maybe I should go help."

Stiles didn’t look up from his cereal. "Don’t. It’s already hard enough for Peter. If you join in, he might actually die."

Aiden winced at the sound Peter’s whimpering. "Poor guy. He’s like the omega of our pack now. Should we help him?"

Scott shook his head. "Leave him be. That is between him and Cora."

After Cora was satisfied beating Peter, she stepped back, her wolf form towering over the battered Peter.

"That’s it for today." She growled. "I’ll beat your ass when I feel like it again."

And with that, she walked into the house, leaving Peter groaning in the dirt.

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That afternoon, after Scott and his pack had left school.

Aiden rode his motorcycle toward the ranch. The road ahead was clear, the sun dipping low behind the trees.

Then it happened.

A black SUV roared around a blind corner and swerved straight into his lane.

Aiden barely had time to react. He jumped off the bike at the last second, twisting in mid-air as the SUV slammed into his bike with a sickening crunch.

He hit the ground hard, rolled, then stood up—unharmed.

His bike wasn’t so lucky. It lay in a crumpled heap, smoking, parts strewn across the road.

Aiden looked at his ruined motorcycle—the one he’d bought with Ethan. Then he looked at the SUV with anger and hatred.

The SUV came to a slow stop. From inside the vehicle stepped two figures he recognized as freshmen from his school.

"Shit!" Garrett muttered, glancing at Aiden, who was already on his feet with no injuries at all. "He’s not even hurt. I thought we could break some of his bones by hitting him with the car, and finish the job easy. But now I think we should bail. A pissed Alpha is bad news. Get back in the car, let’s go."

Violet squinted. "He’s not an Alpha. Look at his eyes."

Aiden, realizing this wasn’t an accident, growled in anger, his eyes glowing blue.

Garrett still hesitated. "Even so, this feels risky."

Violet smirked. "Come on. He’s just a beta. And he’s worth six million, Garrett. Six million! You told me not to go after Scott McCall, and I agreed. But we’re definitely taking Aiden down."

Garrett pulled out his modified lacrosse stick. The hidden blade clicked into place, glinting with a coat of yellow wolfsbane. "Fine. But be careful. And let’s hurry—before McCall shows up. After we kill Aiden, we need to leave town."

"Leave?" Violet scoffed. "Why? There are still so many bounties to claim in this town."

Garrett said. "Because werewolves can track scent, and Aiden seems to be very close with McCall and his pack—if not one of them. So when they come here, they’ll find us through our scent."

Aiden cracked his neck. "You really think you’re getting out of this alive?" He said, voice low and furious.

Garrett smirked and said. "We’ll find out." Then he lunged first, slashing with the poisoned blade.

But Aiden just snorted, caught Garrett’s arm mid-swing, and snapped it like a twig. "What makes you think you can kill a werewolf with your snail-like speed?"

Garrett screamed in pain and said through clenched teeth. "Why are you so fast? I’ve killed betas before—they weren’t as fast as you!"

Aiden didn’t bother to answer. He broke Garrett’s other arm and said. "You shouldn’t have ruined my beloved bike."

Then he slammed his fist into Garrett’s face knocking him to the ground, straddled him, and began punching over and over—just hard enough to keep him alive and suffering.

While Aiden was focused on Garrett, Violet sneaked up behind him and wrapped her thermal wire around Aiden’s neck, trying to decapitate him.

Aiden felt the wire burning into his skin. He quickly punched Garrett’s head hard, exploding it like a watermelon. Then he elbowed Violet in the gut, making her let go of the thermal wire from the pain as she staggered backward and started retching.

Aiden rose to his feet, his eyes glowing blue, blood dripping from his knuckles. He stalked toward Violet like a predator.

She tried to flee but tripped and fell, crawling backward trembling, desperate.

"Wait! Please! I’m sorry!" She cried and begged. "Don’t..."

Aiden didn’t listen.

Her scream was cut off by the wet, sickening sound of her heart being ripped from her chest.

Silence returned to the road.

Aiden stood over the carnage, blood dripping from his hands. He exhaled slowly, then focused his thoughts.

[Scott. Someone attacked me.] He said telepathically. [I need your help to get rid of their bodies.]

Moments later, a swirling black portal opened nearby, and Scott, Allison, and Stiles stepped out.

They looked at the bodies, the crushed bike, and the wrecked SUV.

Scott mused. ’Oh, it’s the Orphans. I thought they’d still try to attack me like in the show... but I guess it doesn’t matter now—they’re dead anyway.’

"You okay, man?" Stiles asked.

"I’m fine." Aiden muttered, glaring at the remains. "But these two bastards ruined my bike."

Allison frowned. "They’re freshmen. From our school. Did you read their memories?"

Aiden scratched the back of his head. "No. I was too angry. All I could think about was killing them."

Scott glanced at Stiles. "Check their car."

As Stiles walked off, Allison said. "Do you guys think they were just normal students who got the Deadpool and tried their luck? Or do you think they’re professional assassins?"

Aiden shook his head. "No, they’re not amateurs. Look at this."

He held up the thermal wire. "That girl wrapped this around my neck and tried to cut my head off with it. And the other guy had a lacrosse stick with a hidden blade. From the smell of that blade, I think it was dipped in yellow wolfsbane."

Allison’s eyes narrowed. "Yellow wolfsbane? My mom told me that stuff’s rare and expensive... which means they’re definitely not amateurs."

Stiles returned carrying a duffel bag. "It looks like they killed at least one person from the Deadpool."

Scott asked. "How much money is in there?"

"Over two hundred grand." Stiles replied.

Allison asked. "Did you find anything else in the car?"

Stiles held up a vial filled with yellow liquid. "I found this too. It’s yellow wolfsbane."

Scott looked around. "Well, let’s clean this up before someone drives by and sees this bloody mess."

Then he opened another shadow portal. Together, they dragged the bodies, the SUV, and Aiden’s mangled motorcycle into the woods through the portal.

Once they were in the woods, Scott summoned fire with a wave of his hand and burned the bodies and the car.

As the fire crackled, Scott turned to Aiden.

"Don’t worry about the bike—you can buy a new one."

Aiden nodded. "Yeah... I will. But I’m still going to fix this one if I can. It means something. Ethan and I bought it together."

Scott gave him a quiet, understanding nod.

Then he opened another shadow portal to the ranch. Aiden took his bike through the portal, and Scott, Allison, and Stiles followed.

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Meanwhile...

Across town, two members of the Colectores team from Aeternum Biotechnologies sat in an unmarked van near Deaton’s Animal Clinic, silently watching the front entrance.

The sun dipped lower in the sky. Still, there was no sign of Melissa.

One of them tapped a comm. "Reporting in. Melissa McCall hasn’t shown up today. Only the Druid and the True Alpha entered the building."

Miles away, inside Aeternum’s control hub, Morrigan and Gwyn listened to the report.

"Understood." Morrigan replied calmly. "Maintain round-the-clock surveillance on the clinic. She usually spends her days there—if she didn’t show up today, she’ll be there tomorrow or the day after."

The comm line clicked off.

To be continued... 😊

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