Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 218: Devil’s Advocate

Oh, shit.

That was the first thought that came to Violet’s mind as she slowly came down from the fifth heaven.

Her body still tingled from the lingering orgasm, but her mind was already snapping back into place. She forced herself to stand, ignoring the weakness in her legs. There was no need to panic. The deed was done, and now it was up to her to salvage the situation.

"Thank you for your services," Violet said stiffly, straightening her clothes as though Roman were some male escort being graciously compensated.

Roman stilled. Then a growl rumbled in his chest. Was she seriously pulling this act on him?

Violet arched a daring brow. "It was a good one, wasn’t it?"

But he bristled.

For a second, Violet thought he might snap, his eyes burning dangerously close to fury. But instead of exploding, Roman let out a dark chuckle, the sound slithering down her spine like silk.

Roman rose to his feet slowly and Violet stepped back instinctively, only to feel the rough bark of the tree pressing into her back. Rather than backing away, he pressed closer, his body heat wrapping around her like a trap.

He captured her face between his hands, stroking her cheeks in a slow, sensual gesture. "If it was that good, then you should forget Alaric and Asher..."

His voice dropped, his lips grazing her cheek as he added, "Griffin too. I’ve seen the way that one’s been staring at you lately."

Violet blinked. "Excuse me?"

Roman’s hands trailed down her sides, intentionally brushing the swell of her breasts, sending a heated jolt through her that she refused to show outwardly. His hands settled on her waist and he jerked her forward.

Violet gasped, fully aware of the undeniable proof of his arousal pressing against her stomach.

Roman smirked, knowing exactly what he was doing.

"I would fuck you to your heart’s delight every day..." he whispered against her ear, his breath hot and tempting.

His lips trailed along her jaw, down to her throat. Soft, slow, maddening kisses.

Violet’s eyes fluttered shut, her head tilting back before she could stop herself, giving him more access.

"Satisfy your body’s every cravings..." He paused, his lips hovering right over her pulse.

back just enough to meet her eyes. His

sink in before adding, "I’ll give you

moment, Violet almost fell for

hand to his face, fingers grazing his jaw, her touch light and reverent. His eyes closed at the sensation, as if

of your Cardinal brothers..." Then her eyes hardened, and she shoved him back. "Except I

proven he’d do whatever it took to reach the throne, including accepting that snake,

away, struggling to regain composure. She had to be careful with this one. The bastard was a master

stubborn as she was, Violet knew when to retreat from a losing battle, and right

behind your action on

to leave, throwing over her shoulder, "So if that’s

to twist the knife, she added, "Thanks

made it two steps before he was right in front of her with astonishing speed, blocking her path

thing stopping

That would be Asher. Perhaps, I should be thanking him if I

Roman’s face hardened.

With his reckless streak, he’s already flirting with too much trouble. Don’t give

held his gaze, challenging him. "Then

reluctantly, he said, "I’m sure you’ve met Micah, son of the former Alpha king, Angus

heard his story and she still felt bad for Micah

obsessed with having absolute power that he summoned a demon—a chief demon,

she already knew

for his audacity. However, demons are

desired was granted to his son. It transformed Micah in the womb, turned him into something we don’t understand. However, such power comes at a great cost.

seen everything play out between his brother and the demon. And the demon before leaving muttered some sort of words he couldn’t understand. But it wasn’t until later he would come to understand that he

sterile," Roman announced, watching her reaction. "The family got their all-powerful heir,

for a solution all to no avail. Spilled his seed

are creatures of mischief, even if half breed or a created one, whatever he was. It would be an abomination for a

spine. "Our parents forced the hands

time,

whispered, "Not everyone agrees with

Fuck.

lips clamped shut the moment the

startled, as if he hadn’t expected

they just stared at each other. Then, just as quickly, Roman smothered the surprise,

story short," Roman continued, his tone sliding back into neutrality, "Elijah loathes