Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 44: Sour Gift

~ Asher ~

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"Now, do tell, my king, what do we talk about?" Violet said, the sarcasm in her voice unmistaken.

He stared at her, amused by her lack of self-preservation. Asher couldn’t help but wonder if Violet realized she was the only one who spoke to him like this and got away with it unscathed. But then again, that was precisely what he liked about her and expected, not some cowering, timid soul. If she were such, she wouldn’t be his purple queen after all.

Above all, if there was one thing he loved about her, it was the way she looked at him. To be precise, at his eyes. There was no hint of disgust, no false admiration.

She didn’t pretend to be fascinated; she genuinely saw them for what they were. Those cursed eyes he had always loathed each time he stared at the mirror, Violet gazed at them as if they were beautiful and magical. That alone had won him over, and now, she was his beautiful, magical purple queen.

Violet was everything he had ever longed for. The one good thing the gods had granted him in a long time. He longed to run his fingers through that striking purple hair, to feel its silky softness. And her eyes, those stunning golden eyes that held an unexpected intensity.

It wasn’t usual for a human to possess purple hair and golden eyes. With hybrids on the rise these days as a result of the union between humans and wolves, Asher had his own theory.

Perhaps one of Violet’s ancestors had been entangled with a wolf, if you know what he meant. But since she was an orphan, there was no way to track her genealogy down.

Unfortunately, if his purple queen were part wolf, she showed none of the traits. He had been watching her since today, testing her on the training field to see if she exhibited anything special. Although she was completely unaware of his intentions.

No one ever knew the full extent of his games until they found themselves too deeply entangled to escape.

"ordinary" didn’t seem to fit when it came to her. She was anything

broke through his thoughts as she snapped her fingers

her sarcasm ever-present. "Have you forgotten, your majesty, we are supposed to be having royal

wasn’t going to let that go. Fine, then. They could have

about some royal fun?" he responded, his hand slipping to her waist, gliding lower until he

was replaced with such seriousness that he had no

though a grin tugged at

I’d be so glad." She shot back, seemingly delighted at

they held hers. "You’d be too glad. And that’s exactly why

open, her eyes wide. "You’re

her a grin, eyes twinkling with

But she’d find out soon enough. Only then would he know if she was truly worthy

to be in the mood, I see. If that’s the case, let us begin this discourse with a touch of questioning and answering, shall we? Indeed, Your Majesty, pray tell me of your intentions regarding Elsie Lyka Lancaster?" she asked without hesitation, her golden eyes fixed intently

Nightshade had expected from his little purple—who didn’t seem so little at this moment, not with

his head up on his arms, the air of arrogance slipping back onto his face. "Someone

"Do not even try to change the subject, I can see

gaze held a flicker of acknowledgment. His purple queen was getting sharper, catching onto his tricks more quickly. He almost found it

wasn’t much point hiding it, especially with that parrot-mouthed friend of

heir," He began with a cold voice, unable to hide his disdain towards the man. "Some say it is merely the king’s unfortunate fate, others believe it is the goddess’s own way of balancing the order, with four overpowered wolves already in place. If the Alpha King were to have an heir, it would mean any one of us could challenge him for the throne and