Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 109: Ironlady

Griffin might not have been the most intellectual of the alphas, but he certainly wasn’t blind to what was happening around him. Right now, Alaric looked like a deer caught in headlights, guilt practically oozing off of him.

Griffin narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "Don’t tell me you two fucked."

"No, we didn’t!" Alaric blurted, nearly choking on his own spit in his haste to deny it. "We just... made out. Not once," he admitted reluctantly, scratching the back of his neck. "And, uh... under the rain."

Griffin let out a low whistle, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "It was that good, huh?"

Alaric’s face turned an even deeper shade of red as he fumbled for words, his gaze darting away.

"But you do want to fuck her, don’t you?" Griffin pressed, his tone casual but his gaze scrutinizing.

Alaric shot him a challenging look, finally regaining some composure. "And you don’t?"

Griffin shrugged, "She’s hot, strong, my kind of woman. Of course, I’d want to. But shouldn’t you be jealous right now? I mean, we’re talking about some girl you want to bone."

Alaric surprised him with his answer. "I strangely don’t feel jealous. Besides..." He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "It’s not the first time we’ve shared a woman anyway..."

Griffin’s eyes glazed over slightly, as if recalling a distant memory.

Alaric leaned in, adding in an enticing tone, "And it was very good."

Griffin exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening. "Yeah, until the girl decided to play us against each other. So no, I’m not doing Lucille again."

"Violet is not Lucille," Alaric argued firmly.

"She’s not," Griffin admitted, his voice hardening, "but they share the unfortunate similarity of being under Asher’s control."

"I don’t know what Asher’s done to Violet," Alaric replied, "but her mind is strong. And she’s immune to my electricity. Lucille wasn’t. Maybe, just maybe, Violet can somehow resist him."

him. "Wait, is that what this is about? Is that why you want to bring her out of the West House? You want to pull her into your house, groom her into

scowled, his voice laced with frustration.

me,"

I have personal motives," Alaric said evenly, "we both know Violet can’t stay in Asher’s house. That’s a fact. Moreover, If the

his control or not, I should have your back, even if it’s a terrible idea and you’re bound to get your heart broken

at that, the tension between them dissolving as Griffin joined in. They laughed until their sides ached, the camaraderie between them momentarily easing the

you," Alaric

Griffin replied with

sitting closest to the phone

"Shit. It’s Ironlady."

Griffin shouted, shooting up straight. Alaric handed him the phone, and Griffin immediately cleared his throat, bracing himself as he picked up his

responded was unmistakably that of his mother, the infamous Ironlady, Irene. "I received a video recording today, and I have to say, the fight I witnessed was

the culprit behind this video leak was.

the East? We crush

barely stifling

happen again, Mom," he

not," she replied, her

"Yes, ma’m."

tone softened, becoming unexpectedly sweet and maternal. "Nonetheless, how’s

protested, "I’m fine, but please stop calling me baby. I’m a

could not hold his amusement anymore and burst into

it, her attention shifting from her son. "Is that

Griffin replied, shooting

him the phone,"

over, mouthing, ’lie on your

Alaric called him bluff, accepting the phone

Alaric greeted her with his

you doing, my dear?" she asked, her voice filled with

Irene.