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."

is about? Is that why you want to bring her out of the West House? You want to pull her into your house, groom

his voice laced with frustration. "You know

convince me,"

evenly, "we both know Violet can’t stay in Asher’s house. That’s a fact. Moreover, If

control or not, I should have your back, even if

help but laugh at that, the tension between them dissolving as Griffin joined in. They laughed until their

Alaric said to

Griffin replied with

room, making them both pause. Alaric, sitting closest to the phone on the table, picked it up. His

"Shit. It’s Ironlady."

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

unmistakably that of his mother, the infamous Ironlady, Irene. "I received a

mind who the culprit behind this video leak was. It was his beta, Oscar. He would be having a serious talk with Oscar later about where

something? Have you forgotten the way of the East? We crush our enemies, not have fun with them," his mother continued in her uncompromising

Alaric mouthed ’feral’ to Griffin, barely stifling his laughter. Griffin in return shot

happen again, Mom," he assured

not," she replied, her voice

"Yes, ma’m."

been flipped, her tone softened, becoming unexpectedly sweet and maternal.

but smile, even as he protested, "I’m fine, but

hold his

from her son. "Is that Alaric’s voice I

Griffin replied, shooting Alaric

him the

phone over, mouthing, ’lie on your

called him bluff, accepting

Irene," Alaric greeted her with

she

Irene.