Chapter 74: Just Like Roman

However beautiful the scene may have seemed — at least to Alaric — the moment of passion had reached a dangerous precipice.

Violet and Roman, completely overtaken by their desires, were preparing to cross the line.

Violet’s fingers were already working feverishly at Roman’s belt, while Roman tore his shirt off, his muscles taut with need.

The gods help them! Where the hell was Asher, and why was he taking so damn long?

"D-don’t do this...." Alaric managed to groan, his voice strained as he dragged his body across the ground, struggling against the venom coursing through his system. But his plea fell on deaf ears. Roman and Violet were too far gone, consumed by the fire that burned between them.

Violet had just succeeded in slipping Roman’s belt free, her hands moving to tug down his zipper when the door suddenly burst open. All heads turned toward the sound, and for a fleeting moment, Alaric dared to hope it was Asher. But instead, it was Griffin, standing in the doorway with a stunned, almost dumbfounded expression.

Finally!

Griffin’s sharp gaze darted between the tangled figures of Violet and Roman before settling on Alaric sprawled on the floor. His expression hardened in an instant, the shock replaced by cold resolve. Relief flooded through Alaric, hope filling him as he seized the opportunity to call out.

"Stop him!" Alaric commanded, his voice cracking but firm.

Griffin didn’t need further clarification. He knew exactly who Alaric was referring to. The bond between the two cardinal alphas had always been rooted in a shared disdain for Roman’s more reckless tendencies. Closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion, Griffin stepped into the room, his movements slow and calculated.

the shift in the atmosphere immediately. His body tensed, and he instinctively pulled Violet behind him, shielding her as his own defenses rose. His eyes began to slit like a predator’s, and

his incapacitating venom, the sharp, greenish liquid flying through

a powerful burst of speed. A single, well-aimed punch landed squarely on Roman’s jaw, the impact reverberating through

room, broken only by Alaric’s labored breathing. Relief coursed through him as he watched Griffin, standing tall as he cast a

time," Alaric rasped, his lips twitching into a weak semblance of a

pressing issue in the room—Violet. And the seductive siren knew exactly how to command attention.

big Alpha," she purred, her voice

to happen. "Don’t let

him, her lips crashing against his with a

helplessly as Griffin, the one person who could have ended this madness, succumbed to

his. The kiss was desperate and consuming, leaving no doubt that Griffin was

wide with

her shamelessly slide her hand down Griffin’s chest, her touch bold and

me, please," Violet begged, her voice thick with need. "I don’t think I can wait anymore. Fuck

response was immediate, his deep voice resonating with a

had harbored for Griffin’s intervention evaporating in that moment. This was

bent over the desk in front of Griffin, clearly ready to be claimed. She smiled wider when his strong hands

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