Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Are you Immune?

What caught Violet’s attention most, however, was a small, framed photo on the table, showing a younger Alaric, his white hair less wild but his eyes just as sharp. He looked really cute and it unknowingly brought a smile to her lips.

She continued looking around, acutely aware of the faint hum in the air, a tangible energy that made her hair stand on end. In this place, the air felt alive, as if charged with the unmistakable presence of lightning.

"Well," Alaric asked, "what do you think?"

Violet hesitated, unsure how to put her amazement into words. "It’s... impressive. You... built all this?"

"Most of it," Alaric replied, walking over to the workbench to pick up one of the papers without a purpose.

He was shy, Violet noticed but didn’t say a word. It was kind of cute to be honest. Dealing with Asher’s unsettling energy all day was tiring, hence being with Alaric’s less intimidating energy made it breathable.

He confessed, "This is where I come to think. And work. And get away from people."

"Hmmm," Violet admitted. "I guess I underestimated you."

"Don’t worry, I get that a lot. People look at me, and all they see is the cute nerd."

watched his every move as he drew closer. The air between them seemed to crackle faintly, as though electricity

just a step away from her, leaning in slightly as if sharing a conspiracy. "Can I tell you a secret?" he

but most people don’t know. Neither do they ask.

said, "But the truth is I was not trained, I learnt it all by myself. It took a lot of practice, and

nervous laugh escaping her lips. "Okay, that’s a nice sentiment, but

began to tug at the fingers of his gloves,

She didn’t

sent warning bells ringing in Violet’s head. She instinctively took a step back, her pulse quickening as she

his tone commanding yet

his words lacked the eerie compulsion Asher’s voice carried, Violet found herself rooted to the spot, as if her body refused to disobey. Her breath hitched, and her eyes flicked between his now-exposed hands

and it doesn’t make sense. But I know what I saw and now, I want to confirm it. Are you really immune to my

bare hands radiated faint sparks, small tendrils of electricity dancing across his skin. The faint hum of energy grew louder, filling the room. It

best efforts to remain calm. "What are you

of

the words never made it past her lips. Her body refused to budge, and her mind was screaming at her to run. Yet, there was something in Alaric’s gaze that held her

the energy crackling audibly now. Violet could feel the static

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