Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 266: Alpha Scratch Post

"Welcome back to the land of the living, Alpha Roman ," Abel grinned at Roman, who stirred from his long sleep. Due to the severity of his condition, he had been sedated to prevent further aggravation.

Right now, he groaned from the infirmary bed, feeling a crick in his tone. He sat up, stretching the affected area.

"I’m guessing I’m at the infirmary," he said, glancing around.

"Yes."

"What time is it?"

"8 p.m." another voice answered, and Roman turned his head to see Adele approaching with a clipboard in hand, and his cardinal brothers standing behind her.

"Oh great," Roman thought inwardly, sure they’d come to mock him and rub salt in his wounds.

"Well, well, well," Griffin was the first to speak, humor lacing his tone. "Isn’t it the famous Alpha Roman? Quite the stunt you pulled today."

"Fuck off," he retorted.

"How can you say that when we came to check up on you?" the big guy teased further.

Roman rubbed his temple. "If you’re here to gloat, save it. I’m already humiliated. You can’t do more damage."

"Oh, sweetheart," Adele spoke up, "this isn’t gloating. It’s a clinical assessment."

Roman stared at the corners of her twitching lips, watching her fight back a laugh, and groaned in annoyance. She was clearly in on this with them.

Great. Fuck his life. Wasn’t he supposed to be the patient here? They should be pampering him, maybe even giving him "get well" kisses—though the mental image of being kissed by his cardinal brothers made him cringe. Instead, they were here to make him feel even worse.

"What went wrong with him?" Asher cut straight to the point.

him when he was already down.

"’severe genital discomfort described by him as biting

Alaric remarked, speaking

shot him a death

shows linear abrasions, mild lacerations, and surface bruising consistent with

clarified all too accurately: "You humped a tree,

tree!" Roman growled under the sheet.

the weapon of choice,

felt his heart crack. He’d thought Asher was his

only localized swelling from trauma and not a fracture or tear in the penile shaft. Otherwise, the southern pack would’ve been on their knees, praying to

bitterly. "Trust me, that would’ve

settled over the room, heavy and telling, as if everyone

"If there was no infection or skin disease, what caused this? My alpha was in

interest you to know that cases like these are not exactly as rare as you think. I suspect magical interference or a hex is at work here." Adele slapped the clipboard against his bed with finality. "Roman Draven, in your long line of sexcapades, have you

room as the implication sank in. Then Griffin and Alaric burst

my god, he’s fucked,"

face flamed bright red. "I never dated any witch! I haven’t slept with anyone outside

you pissed off a girl enough that she hexed your little alpha?" He

"They’re what?!"

in this time. "You trended on MoonFeed before dinner. I haven’t seen that many close-ups since the last talent show you hosted. And

back onto the bed, horror on his face. There goes his social

to pat his shoulder, but Roman flinched. Smirking, the big alpha said, "You’ll live. Next time, try

that’s true, we might

creature needed to be accounted for. If a string of murders ever broke out, the wolves would be the first to take the fall, tarnishing their already fragile reputation.

safe. On the contrary, witches rarely revealed themselves, wary of retaliation. They were good at hiding in plain sight, blending seamlessly

whoever you’ve hooked up with. We’ll weed out