Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 108: Asking For A Betrayal

"And here I thought you missed my wonderful cooking," Griffin joked, intentionally trying to ease the awkward tension lingering in the air.

He turned toward Alaric, who sat across from him on the couch, his fingers drumming nervously on the armrest. "Alright, spit it out."

Alaric hesitated, then swallowed hard. "There’s... something I didn’t tell you about that incident with Violet last time."

"Dude," Griffin deadpanned, "spit it out already."

The pressure finally got to Alaric, and he blurted out, "Violet is immune to my lightning."

For a moment, Griffin froze, staring at Alaric with an expression of utter disbelief. Alaric, in turn, waited with bated breath for the inevitable explosion of questions.

"No fucking way!" Griffin shouted, springing to his feet as if jolted by a current himself. "Are you serious?"

Alaric watched as Griffin began pacing back and forth, running his hands repeatedly through his hair. The shock was clearly hitting him hard.

Alaric stood up, grabbing Griffin’s arm to steady him. "Stop pacing, you’re making me dizzy."

But Griffin shook his head, still processing. "Tell me you’re joking. That’s impossible. Even the smallest jolt of your electricity can paralyze me on the spot. How can she be immune? Maybe you made a mistake?"

"It’s not just once, Griffin," Alaric said firmly. "The first time it happened in the classroom, I thought I was imagining it. But I confirmed it today. Not to mention, it was the both of us wielding that lightning storm today. She really is not affected by it."

This time around, Griffin did not move around, he just remained on the spot as if the energy had been drained out of him, finally coming to acceptance.

are you saying? She’s not human?" He asked with an expression of awe

"Yes, she’s not. I mean she fucking has purple hair, Griffin. And no human

at once. " Griffin breathed, as if the weight of

"if she’s not human, then

know for certain," Alaric admitted. "But we’ve been running theories and she thinks

that wicked edge. But fae? Please. She doesn’t have

dryly. "I made the mistake of saying that to her face. Let’s just say I got the

laughter, shaking his

grew serious

of intermarriages between humans and werewolves, perhaps, her mother got

a wolf,"

imp, leaning more to her human

still doesn’t explain her purple hair?" Griffin

" Alaric groaned, "Violet Purple is a mystery that we can’t figure out in one day... except that’s the problem... "

that?" Griffin sensed his unease as

do know

and his demeanor shifted.

Asher can’t have

"Whatever that psycho wants, he always gets it. If he wants Violet, he will get her no

which is why we need to act now. " Alaric insisted. "If Asher knows what Violet is—and I’m sure he does by now—we’re in trouble. God knows

rubbing his hand down his face from exasperation. "Perhaps if you hadn’t taken her to that hill, Asher wouldn’t have figured it out. And then, there’s the Oracle as well who must know the truth as well because her fucking spies are everywhere. The gods help you, Alaric. Are