Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 197: All Of Us Are Dead

"Excuse me?" Asher said, sounding as if he had misheard her. He stared at the corroded, blackened smear that used to be Alaric’s sample.

"It was a standard blood file from a previous medical checkup Alaric had with me. I had it on hand, so I used it," Adele explained, her brows drawn together. "Why? Is anything the matter?"

Instead of answering, Asher burst into laughter. He cackled the way a movie villain might after a grand revelation. The sound carried through the lab, and sent a chill along Adele’s spine.

"That is not funny, Asher Nightshade. Now tell me, what’s the issue here?" she demanded, crossing her arms as though to protect herself from his unsettling amusement.

He ceased laughing but the cruel gleam in his eyes remained, his lips curling slightly. "Has anyone told you that Violet Purple is immune to Alaric’s lightning?"

"What?!" Adele nearly dropped the vial in her hand, her jaw falling open. "No, that’s impossible. She can’t be—" Her voice died, eyes going wide as the blood drained from her face. "Goddess help us."

A wave of realization struck her. "Violet Purple isn’t immune to Alaric’s lightning," she breathed, horror lacing every syllable. "She’s killing him."

Adele’s mind was racing, her pulse hammering so loudly in her ears. She began to pace, her lab coat flouncing around her knees. "We have to warn Alaric. He has to stay away from Violet. At least, until we figure out whatever she is."

"Well, both of them have broken up, so I guess there’ll be no seeing each other. Thank the gods," Asher replied nonchalantly, though the satisfaction in his tone was obvious.

Asher didn’t say it because Alaric would be safe, but because there’d be no one standing between him and his purple queen.

Adele spun to face him, expression grim. "Ahh, right. I heard the results of your guys’ pretty game. But do you really think that’s enough to keep Alaric away from her? I’ve seen the way he looks at her. You too..." She trailed off, her gaze narrowing suspiciously.

"You too..." Adele repeated, her words a whisper as she realized something. Then, her eyes hardened with resolve. "You have to take the test too, Asher."

"Why?" Asher asked with arrogant calm. "Violet Purple is not immune to my powers, if you recall."

"Perhaps not yet," Adele retorted, "but maybe whatever death is in her blood, or whatever creature she is, simply hasn’t learned to adapt to your mental powers. Perhaps one day, she’ll turn that power against you and wipe off that smugness right off your face. So are you doing the test, yes or no?"

lifted a shoulder in a nonchalant shrug. "Fine. It wouldn’t hurt to

"Good."

high-backed swivel stool in the corner,

Adele commanded, donning a

skin with a swift prick and dark crimson filled the syringe.

wad of gauze to his arm, then turned her back to him, heading for the temperature-controlled rack holding what remained of Violet’s

onto a single petri dish rigged with sensors and connected

as with Alaric’s test. If Violet’s blood is indeed

display. A whir sound came to

passed. There

minute passed and still

table, arms crossed, a smug twist at the corner

glued to the monitor. "It ate it up so quickly, I thought I was hallucinating. Maybe we need

let out a dismissive "Mm-hmm," the tone laced with

hum of the machine the only noise in the tense silence. Yet there was no reaction. The readout remained flat,

from the equipment. "Maybe I was wrong," she mumbled, eyes darting between the inert

with himself. In fact, confidence was

safe from Violet’s lethal anomaly, while Alaric was not. The Gods had confirmed it. He and Violet were a

his cardinal brothers in the rebellion against the Alpha king no longer mattered. Violet would be his and his alone.

pause the rotation. She jotted down some

in case he plans on still seeing Violet secretly. If he does, who knows what might happen? I need

a certain Alpha loved

happen," Asher said darkly, making goosebumps appear

head around, and what she saw on Asher’s

this from him? Just to get rid of