Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 107: Griffin As A Wife

"Fine, " Alaric said, taking a deep breath, and focusing on the subtle electrical impulses running through Griffin’s body.

Every heartbeat was controlled by electrical signals originating from the sinoatrial node, the heart’s natural pacemaker. Using his powers, Alaric sent faint currents of electricity into Griffin’s chest, mimicking the signals produced by the SA node to regulate his heart rate.

"You’ll feel a slight tingling," Alaric warned, though Griffin barely flinched.

As Alaric worked, he monitored Griffin’s physical response. The erratic heartbeat began to steady under his influence, the chaotic rhythm falling into a slower, more controlled pattern.

"You’re also overventilating," Alaric said with a calm yet clinical tone. "Your body’s CO2 levels are dropping, which is why you feel like you’re losing control. Breathe with me slowly."

Griffin followed Alaric’s breathing, his inhales and exhales gradually deepening and slowing down. Alaric then adjusted the currents, using the vagus nerve, a cranial nerve that plays a crucial role in parasympathetic control, to further regulate Griffin’s body’s response.

"There," Alaric said after a few minutes, his voice filled with pride and satisfaction. "Your fight-or-flight system is disengaged."

Griffin leaned back against the couch, his eyes closed as the tension ebbed from his body. His breathing was even now, the beast retreating back into the back of his mind. Thank the gods.

"You’ve really got that lightning voodoo down to a science, don’t you?" Griffin joke, cracking an eye open.

Alaric smirked, standing up and brushing his damp hair out of his face before he dropped down to the seat beside Griffin.

It’s in your nerves, your

arms. "Whatever, man. I still don’t get

by the jab. "Because science is sexy," he said, gesturing to himself. "And I happen to have

burst into laughter, the sound reverberating through the room. "Keep telling

had two heads, Griffin, I’ll just marry myself. I mean do you know what I could achieve

again, this time holding his belly. "God, I can’t take it

staring at him with a blank expression before he grimaced at his soaking wet clothes clinging to his body. Without another word, he started heading

stealing

dismissive wave,

don’t!" Griffin shouted after him but he

found his way to Griffin’s massive walk-in closet, a shrine to his friend’s taste for luxury. The sheer size of the space was overwhelming, with rows of neatly hung designer shirts, jackets, and pants. Shoes were meticulously arranged on

does one guy need?" Alaric muttered to himself, as

hanger which was a black one with minimalistic gold detailing. Unlike Griffin, his own style

shoulders and larger build. Hence It

the waist to keep them from slipping down. "Why are you built like

his makeshift outfit, Alaric stepped out of the closet. He found Griffin still seated down and waiting for him and a far suspicious smug

gestured at him with a lazy wave. "Look at you, borrowing my style now. Admit it, I’ve got great

"Your taste is decent. I just make it look