Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 279: Wake A Girl

~ Asher ~

Morning had come, but Asher made no effort to stand or sneak Violet back to the Rogue House. It was too late for that anyway. So he might as well shamelessly enjoy whatever precious sliver of time they had left together.

He should have told Violet about her mother already, but the timing wasn’t right. He knew she’d be furious—he had looked into her background without permission—and he didn’t want to ruin this. This moment. It was too perfect. Just him and his purple queen.

She didn’t loathe him. Didn’t think him a monster for what he’d done. She had been willing to offer him her virginity last night, and that alone made his chest swell with a pride so fierce, it nearly bordered on arrogance. He would rub it in their faces. Those cardinal brothers of his.

Perhaps when he finally took her, he’d send them the blood-stained sheets. A memento. Proof that he had claimed her first. Seen her first. Chosen her first.

It was only fair.

Hmmm. It didn’t sound like such a bad idea, actually. The look on their faces would be worth it. He would think about it.

Violet was lying on one side of his body, deep asleep, her breast squashed against his chest. Asher stared at her, noticing small details he wouldn’t have otherwise unless she was this close—like the beautiful mole on her back near the dip of her waist.

No matter how many times he pinched himself, the scene still felt like a dream to him. So Asher carefully reached for the nightstand and grabbed his phone. He stretched out and took a picture of them together.

The picture came out beautifully. Violet looked cute and innocent, asleep with her lips slightly parted, a little drool at the corner, and those purple strands of hair sprawled across her shoulder, some falling onto his chest.

it. Not that anyone in their right mind went through his phone, unless they had a death wish. Well, aside from Roman. The one had a special talent for challenging

to sleep, he would simply look at the picture and drift into dreams where it was just him and his purple queen. And every time he was trapped in one of those terrors, he would imagine his

saving his ass? Henry would definitely have an aneurysm if

his father soured his

was the type of woman he loathed—loud, outspoken, brash, and strong.

perfect heir. But Asher was determined. He would protect his queen. He might have let Henry

on the dot, and Violet needed to wake. Not because he wanted her gone—God, no. He could spend forever with her—but because she needed to eat, and

Not just him. All of the cardinal alphas. The success of the event were on them and they had

murmured softly into her ear, "Wake

She was passed out like a

tried again, this time shaking her gently. "It’s time to wake up, Violet.

who only pushed Asher away with one hand and turned over,

was left dumbfounded, only for a small, disbelieving smile to tug at his lips. It seemed someone loved her sleep, just like a certain cardinal alpha. Alaric Storm hardly slept, but once he did, waking him

wasn’t deterred. If anything, the challenge thrilled him. Violet was now sleeping on her back, which meant her

between his fingers until it peaked into a hard, sensitive point, eliciting the smallest whimper from her lips.

Well, not for long.

Asher leaned over and took not just her nipple, but her entire areola into his mouth, sucking fervently while

Her hand tangled into Asher’s thick, silky hair,

to wake a girl," she