Page 122 of Anarchy Chained: Alpha Thomas

Thanks to Case and his SpyGlass tablets, every face around me comes with a name. Facial recognition is a fact of life that no one even questions anymore.

And thanks to Sheila, I am myself, and I wield the trip with awesome power only I’m capable of.

I flicker in and out, my face changing every few seconds. I am him, and her, and him and her. I am that parent, that baby. That girl they wish didn’t get away. I am their loved ones in these moments. I am the only person that matters in their life.

The hands holding me release as the crowd stumbles back in confusion.

I watch Uzi for the moment, that one glorious moment when he realizes what’s happening. When he realizes who he’s really dealing with.

They don’t call them Alphas for nothing.

He turns, just a fraction of a second too late. And this time he’s the target of a mind-blowing blast that catches him off guard, throws his body back against the brick wall of the warehouse, and knocks him unconscious.

He’s not only dealing with one Alpha, he’s dealing with two. Thomas and Sullivan work as a team and Iziah is there too, helping them. Making them stronger together than they ever could be alone. They pound Uzi against that wall with blast after blast. They pummel him like a force of fucking nature.

Fuck the wind, I think to myself.

Fuck the wind to hell and back. We are more than one force of nature.

We are all of them.

We are all Alpha now.