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.

the picture as his wallpaper. He wasn’t scared that anyone would see 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

mind forever. Each time he lay in bed unable 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

woman saving his ass? Henry would definitely have an aneurysm if he could hear his

father soured his mood, and

woman he loathed—loud, outspoken, brash, and strong. He liked

enough reason for Henry to want her away from him—his perfect heir. But Asher was determined. He would protect his queen. He

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 it was only a matter of time before

week would officially start tomorrow, which meant his day was packed. Not just him. All of the cardinal alphas. The success of the event were on them and they had a

into her ear, "Wake up,

didn’t move an inch. She was passed out like a dead

time shaking her gently. "It’s time to wake up,

a nuisance to Violet, who only pushed Asher away with one hand and turned over, slipping

smile to tug at his lips. It seemed someone loved her sleep, just

was now sleeping on her back, which meant her chest was on full

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

Well, not for long.

but her entire areola into his mouth, sucking fervently while his hand massaged her

at once, a moan already escaping her mouth. Her hand tangled into Asher’s thick, silky hair, having no idea whether to push

to wake a girl,"