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.

when he was already down. What a friend he had

dramatically, "’severe genital discomfort described by him

Alaric remarked, speaking for the first

shot him a death

"Skin shows linear abrasions, mild lacerations, and surface bruising consistent with repeated

clarified all too accurately: "You humped a tree, Roman.

tree!" Roman growled under the

was the weapon of choice,

was his ally.

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 the goddess for your ability to

spoke bitterly. "Trust me, that would’ve

telling, as

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

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

the room as the implication sank

my god, he’s fucked," Griffin

"I never dated any witch! I haven’t slept

that she hexed your little alpha?" He smiled sweetly. "Or...not so little, judging by the

"They’re what?!"

before dinner. I haven’t seen that many close-ups since the last talent show you hosted. And based on the

dropped back onto the bed, horror on his face. There goes his social life. Of all the scandals, he had

big alpha said, "You’ll live. Next

pointed out, "If that’s true, we might have an

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. But if those

the contrary, witches rarely revealed themselves, wary of retaliation. They were good at hiding in plain sight, blending seamlessly into human society and retreating into

a list of whoever you’ve hooked up