Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 172: Reject Them All

Nestled in his safe warmth, it was no surprise that Violet’s eyelids began to droop as sleep threatened to drag her into its dark depths. At first, she resisted the lulling call—after all, who knew what this fool would do to her while unconscious? However, fatigue won over, and she decided to risk it.

And sleep, she did, for all of a few minutes because something was poking into her back. At first, Violet ignored it, shifting slightly in the cramped space, desperate to stay within the blissful haze of sleep. But then it poked her again and again, until her eyes snapped open, and her brain immediately caught up to what was happening.

She was swaddled in Roman’s heat, his blanket wrapped around her like a cocoon, but there was no mistaking what was pressing against her considering a certain Alpha was naked behind her.

She clenched her jaw. Oh, for fuck’s sake.

"Behave," she muttered, her voice thick with sleep.

There was a beat of silence. Then he said, "Who?" Roman feigned innocence.

Violet ignored him, obviously not in the mood for his games.However, before she could sink back into sleep, "it" poked her again. A slow, bubbling irritation bloomed within her.

"Roman," she said through gritted teeth. "I’m trying to sleep."

Roman hummed, the vibration of his chest resonating through her back."Don’t worry about ’him.’" He admitted shamelessly. "He’s just saying hello. First time meeting you and all."

Violet’s lips twitched despite herself, but she forced the amusement down. She knew Roman and if she encouraged him even once, he’d never stop.

"Well, tell him his greeting is explicit and highly inappropriate," she shot back, her voice oddly cool. The gods knew she had no idea why she was even entertaining this ridiculous conversation.

Roman sighed dramatically. "I can’t."

Her brows furrowed. "And why’s that?"

"Because," he used a falsely timid tone, as if confessing a terrible secret, "he’s big, long, and scary... and I’m afraid of him."

Violet swore she wouldn’t laugh but damn it all, a burst of laughter escaped before she could stop it. And the moment it did, Roman grinned like the smug bastard he was.

He added almost immediately, "He wasn’t lying, though, he does have all those features."

The suggestive undertone in his voice was impossible to miss, but oddly enough, it wasn’t aggressive and didn’t repulse her. Roman was teasing her, and Violet begrudgingly appreciated the lightness of the moment.

dangerous this situation was. She was alone in a secluded treehouse, pressed against a naked Alpha, and if Roman had any ill intentions, there would

anything. The thought made a strange and unfamiliar emotion

she deadpanned, making a point

no idea why those words left her mouth. It wasn’t

Right?

The contented sound Roman made rumbled right through her and made her feel warm all over. Violet knew

enough now," she announced, shifting in an attempt to

wait—" Roman

couch was ridiculously small, so when Violet twisted to get away, she lost her balance. Roman tried to catch her

tumbled to the floor in a tangled heap with Violet flat on her back, and Roman on

in the dark. Those piercing green orbs

Shit. Shit. Shit.

what that look in his eyes meant. He

she could feel the

lips were

hand over her

like a predator who knew nothing could stop him from getting what

pulling away, Roman lowered his head and let his lips press against her palm softly.

But fuck! Violet felt it everywhere. And worse? It was not just that.

God help her!

him away. "Get off

rolled onto his side,

face burning. She faced the

fall for his tricks like the

on to the next conquest. He was untamable. And Violet wasn’t so damaged in the head to think she could change a man like

"I want to leave. Now.

hell. "Fine,"

was

and thick was pulled over her head. It was