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.

Violet realized how dangerous this situation was. She was alone in a secluded treehouse, pressed

made a strange and unfamiliar emotion

a point not to move. "It’s

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

Right?

sound Roman made rumbled right through her

think I’m warm enough now," she announced, shifting in an

Roman reached

ridiculously small, so when Violet twisted to get away, she lost her

in a tangled heap with Violet flat on her back,

head, their eyes locking in the dark. Those piercing green orbs of his glowed strongly, almost hypnotically, and Violet felt her heart stutter

Shit. Shit. Shit.

look in his eyes meant. He was

she could feel the warmth of

lips were

hand over her

in surprise. Then, he grinned lazily like a predator who knew nothing could stop

and let his lips press against her palm softly. As Roman lingered, the deliberate caress sent heat shooting straight through

worse? It was not just that. His body

God help her!

away. "Get off

onto his side,

burning. She faced the entrance, wanting to get out before

would not fall for his

guys like Roman. The second they got what they wanted, they moved on to the next conquest. He was untamable. And Violet wasn’t so damaged in

to leave. Now. Take

up, stretching leisurely, still amused as hell. "Fine," he snickered, "but you can’t

was moving again,

and thick was pulled over her