Albert Wesker Resident Evil Retribution Novels & Stories

"Welcome back." "Thank you, Alpha," I replied, controlling my jerking hands. He studied me for a moment, then nodded. "Follow me!" I walked behind him, my steps measured and careful. As we moved through the mansion, another memory began to flood back. I remember this day vividly. On this very day, I had been dragged behind Alpha Albrecht, my resistance earning me his wrath. The creak of the door to the Alpha's room brought me back to the present. We entered, and the door shut behind us with a finality that made me whimper in fear.

“I’ll come back.” I took two steps before I shifted into my wolf. He was beyond pissed. He was thirsty for blood. Behind me, more backup arrived to deal with the chemical weapon. “Maverick! Be careful,” Rex yelled. I disregarded his warning. “Do you have him?” I linked my best friends. “We have him,” Storm growled. I darted off and found Storm and Gage in their human forms. They cornered Alto in another alley. Blood dripped from his nose and the sides of his mouth. His stupid plan backfired.

My heart flutters as she talks about Levi sulking all day. “The first day I looked at her eyes, I could tell, because I can recognize any Gravestone by the eyes. I got a sample of her hair, which was easy after you both stayed in the Alpha’s mansion. I ran my tests, and it came out positive.” Her words make me swallow the enormous lump in my throat.

Something… Weaponized. “No,” I said immediately. “You don’t get to turn this into another experiment.” A soft exhale echoed through the connection. “I already have,” he replied. The network shuddered violently. And suddenly I felt it. A secondary layer forming beneath ours. Like roots growing under soil. Hidden. Expanding. And feeding off the same energy. My stomach dropped. “You built a backchannel,” I whispered. “Yes,” Ryker said simply. “While you were busy saving them… I was studying what made them connect.”

My Alpha twin mate harbored resentment towards me ever since, and on the day I gave birth to the heir, she personally killed my pup. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that day. …… I opened my eyes. I was back. Back to that chaotic night when Alexander and Lucas hit their rut. " I'm burning...need she-wolf" Two scorching hot Alpha bodies were pinning me down, heavy as lead. Their eyes were glowing a terrifying crimson, devoid of any pupil or recognition. "Help us... we're going to explode..." Lucas's voice was a ragged growl, his elongated canines scraping against my neck, ready to sink in and mark me.

Without hesitation, I summoned the Sword of Eclipse. Moonfire surged along its blade. The nearest assassin lunged at me. I stepped aside and struck once. His weapon shattered instantly. The remaining assassins attacked together. Wesley partially transformed, golden markings glowing beneath his skin. He intercepted one while I faced the other. The fight was swift. Within moments, the last assassin lay unconscious. But something was wrong. The vault door was open. Inside... Ancient shelves stood untouched. Magical relics remained in place. Nothing appeared to be missing.

“Alpha.” I handed him the file without ceremony. “Read.” He took the file and started reading, his eyebrows furrowed. “Wolfsbane.” “Yes.” My tone was sharp and firm. “It is wolfsbane again. Whoever is behind this has access—steady access. That is no accident. That means someone is supplying them with it.” My beta's jaw clenched. “You think—”

"He will show." "Or he won't," Rebecca said quietly. "Because this is another layer. Another distraction." Before I could respond, the warehouse lights blazed on. Blinding. Disorienting. When my vision cleared, a figure stood in the center of the space. But not X. Not anyone we expected. Derek. Albert's dead brother. Who we buried three months ago. Standing there like resurrection, covered in surgical scars and cybernetic enhancements less advanced than Alpha's but still substantial.

"I'll get it." Ignoring Amara's protest, trembling Iris made for the door, and reaching it, she said a short prayer and opened it. Her mouth dropped. For there lined up at her premises were the new royal soldiers. The soldiers and a strange red-haired man dressed in every shade of royalty led them. There were over five men on her terrace...no six...she thought freezing in shock when HE revealed himself from behind the red-head who was now smiling apologetically at her. "Forgive my intrusion." Red-head eyes glinted, "Lycan King Asher of Pack Astralis seeking your audience."

Aslan’s POV The air smelled of old metal and cigarette smoke as I stepped into the dim, underground workspace. The low hum of computers filled the silence, blue light flickering off walls plastered with wires, scattered gadgets, and monitors that blinked like watchful eyes. “Thought you’d never show,” a rough voice called from the far end of the room. I followed the sound, my boots crunching over empty energy drink cans and stray cables until I reached him — Vex, the hacker everyone feared but secretly depended on. He was hunched over three monitors, fingers flying across a mechanical keyboard as if the world would end if he stopped typing.