Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 210: Game Of Thrones

Roman was slipping right through her fingers. Elsie had known it the moment he walked out of her room without looking back.

The Roman of the past wouldn’t have left her like that. No, he would have stayed behind, wrapped himself around her, and comforted her until she felt better.

But look at him now.

Perhaps she was reading too much into it. But her womanly instincts — that has never failed her — was tingling, especially with Violet Purple around. That filthy rogue still loomed in the picture like an unsightly stain she couldn’t scrub off.

It had been thrilling at first, knowing that Asher, the untamable one, the most ruthless of them all, had no choice but to attempt to court her. Until Violet swooped in, robbing her of that last shred of satisfaction

Elsie clenched her jaw. She had to act quickly. Asher be damned. Violet was a rogue, and rogues would be treated the way rogues should be.

Just then, Elsie’s phone rang from where it lay on the sofa, cutting through her brooding silence. She would have ignored it if not for the fact that this particular ringtone was assigned to only one person.

Her mother.

All at once, Elsie straightened, raking her fingers through her hair, ensuring she looked flawless. Her mother hated imperfections.

She walked over to her desk, adjusted the angle of her laptop, and within moments, the screen lit up with a familiar face staring back at her.

The woman in the video call looked so much like Elsie, they could have been sisters rather than mother and daughter.

Same golden-blonde hair. Same piercing blue eyes. But while Elsie’s beauty was softer, almost innocent, Caroline’s was effortless and sharper. There was an ageless quality about her that made her seem untouched by time, her expression poised in a way that only years of practice could perfect.

"Mother," Elsie greeted, her voice measured.

lips curved into a warm, fully mastered smile.

from rolling her eyes. Instead, she gave her

That word is treasonous, especially while Luna Beatrice

with a wave of her manicured hand. "You will be, soon enough. Not just to

Elsie’s stomach twisted.

realm," Caroline continued, her voice filled with conviction, "and usher us into

groaned, rubbing her temples. "You still

expression didn’t

that the one chosen by the Alpha King would unite the packs. And glory be to the gods, you are the one

been so insistent on you keeping a hold

the Alpha King said one heir. How can there be four heirs?" Elsie asked, even

you would be their Queen. One ruler, four consorts!" her

"You intend to put me on the throne. That is treason,

tolerate scheming behind his back. If he even got a whiff of her mother’s plans, he’d have

remained

why such intentions would have to come from the heirs themselves. If the boys agree not to fight for the throne and instead share

way of the North. Alpha Caspian and Luna Zara would

the Alpha King decreed

the idea of a pure-blooded werewolf female as a prize for his successor, the North had vehemently opposed it. Caspian refused outright, insisting that the Storm

West, and South had, predictably, revolted. "We don’t want your incestuous matches," they had spat, refusing to

be made. Caspian and Zara had scoured for someone that wasn’t too

had married into Elsie’s family. Though the blood

win-win. If Alaric won the throne, good, he still married into the North, ensuring the Storm blood remained connected to the