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.

this room, the Oracle will

a grim certainty. "Whether we step out or not, she’ll have her story. But she doesn’t know the details. There are only five of us who know what actually happened, and unless Roman’s beta can’t keep his mouth

low whistle and gave a mock

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

laced with venom. "She’s mine. I’m to be her first. Her

into him. Asher trembled, muttering under his breath about all the ways he’d kill Alaric once

so small and fragile against his broad chest, her peaceful, childlike expression tugging

arms, but just as they were about to leave, Asher’s hoarse voice

take her

their expressions unreadable as they studied the disheveled Alpha struggling on the

they do

exchanged a silent, knowing look, and Asher knew he had their attention. His voice cracked as he continued, "Take her to my

reverberated through the room. His body stiffened in

a grimace. "Your pack house, then. But call Adele. She’ll come, and she can heal her. Just don’t take

and Alaric shared another look, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a blade. After a moment, they seemed to come to an unspoken agreement. Without a word, Griffin adjusted Violet’s weight in his arms and began to

once more. "I’ll come visit. I need to

"Do that, and I’ll fry your dick," he snapped, and to emphasize his point, he sent a powerful bolt of lightning Asher’s way. The crackling energy struck him with enough

eyebrow at Alaric but said nothing. Instead, he stated firmly, "I’ll take her to

he made no move to leave

give you my word," he said, his voice steady and resolute. "I won’t do

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

Alaric gave a curt nod and turned to leave, heading off to summon the healer. Only then did

stepped into the hallway with Violet cradled in his arms. The bustling corridor came to