Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 75: A Burning Dick

Asher appeared disheveled, his eyes wide with disbelief as he took in the scene before him: Violet’s naked body unconscious on the floor, alongside Roman’s.

He couldn’t quite process what he was seeing. Clearly, he hadn’t anticipated this turn of events, especially after spending the previous night exerting his powers playing one of his elaborate games, a game that always took its toll on him.

A power, which, though a blessing, often became a curse. An overuse of his abilities often resulted in severe headaches that was debilitating enough to bring even grown men to his knees.

Knowing this, Asher had retreated to one of Alaric’s hidden sleeping spots to recover, confident that Violet would eventually come seeking him, desperate to satisfy the hunger he had deliberately implanted in her—a hunger only he could quench. But she wasn’t ready just yet. His little queen needed to endure a bit more before he granted her what she wanted.

No one would find him in his secret refuge, least of all Violet, who knew so little about him or his habits. There, he allowed himself to rest and clear his mind.

He had heard enough stories of other so-called "mind fuckers," as they were often referred to, who became paranoid or even lost their sanity from the strain of their abilities. Asher had no intention of becoming one of them. The Alpha of the West was determined to get what he wanted and live a long, unbothered life.

But who would have guessed that a moment of sleep nearly cost him everything?

Now, standing in the chaos of this scene, his face twisted in rage as he roared, "What have you done to—"

He didn’t get the chance to finish. Lightning crackled to life, and before Asher could react, Alaric unleashed his fury. The sharp, electric tendrils struck Asher in the chest and he crumpled to the ground, his body convulsing violently. A guttural groan escaped him as the electricity coursed through his body, leaving him trembling and incapacitated.

The room was charged with a tense silence, broken only by the faint hum of fading lightning and Asher’s ragged breaths. Alaric stood over him, his expression icy and unyielding, wisps of electricity still flickering at his fingertips. His voice was a low, dangerous growl as he said, "You dare accuse me when this entire mess is your doing?"

"Alaric, " Griffin muttered, his tone dismissive, as if the man groaning on the floor was an afterthought. "We already know what he’s like. Don’t waste your powers on him."

Griffin shifted his gaze to the unconscious Violet. "You really think knocking her out will bring her back to her senses?"

Alaric’s eyes rested on Violet, his expression softening briefly before returning to its usual stoic calm. "I don’t think so," he admitted. "And we can’t take that risk. We need to get her to the healer. She’d know how to handle whatever this idiot has done to her." His disdainful glance at Asher was sharp enough to cut.

room, the Oracle

story. But she doesn’t know the details. There are only five

and gave a

to let his gaze linger on her nakedness. This was really a very hard task. But he focused on

was hoarse but laced with venom. "She’s mine. I’m to

as Alaric’s cold gaze bore into him. Asher trembled, muttering under his

scooped her into his arms. She looked so small and fragile against his broad chest, her peaceful, childlike

marched toward the door with Violet cradled securely in his arms, but just as they were about to leave, Asher’s hoarse voice cut through

her

face him, their expressions unreadable as they studied the disheveled Alpha struggling on the ground. It was

what they do there.

Griffin and Alaric’s faces, dark and foreboding. They exchanged a silent, knowing look, and Asher knew he had

that reverberated through the

come,

look, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a blade. After a moment, they seemed to come

voice, desperate and insistent, rang out once more.

cold glare turned even frostier. "Do that, and I’ll fry your dick," he snapped, and to emphasize his point, he sent a powerful

Instead, he stated firmly, "I’ll

Alaric replied, though he made no move to leave

my word," he said, his voice steady and resolute. "I won’t do anything to her. You have my

insincerity on his cardinal brother’s face. Only there were none. Neither does Griffin joke with

curt nod and turned to leave, heading off to summon the healer.

just as Griffin stepped into the hallway with Violet cradled in his arms. The bustling corridor came to an abrupt halt as all eyes turned to the sight of