Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 296: No Excuses

~Asher~

Asher Nightshade was not done kissing her. No, he was just getting started. He had craved Violet for so long that now that he had her, he wanted to devour her. To know every bit of her and what made her tick.

In the past, that had been easier with the use of his mind power. He could get all the answers he needed without breaking a sweat. And while he might have moaned the inability to use his powers at first, Asher had to admit that having to work for it was a little exciting.

The fact he had won without the powers he so heavily relied on was so much more satisfying. Right now, adrenaline was pumping through him, his heart pounding loud and strong, his body strung tight with the need to claim her. But patience.

He was the big, bad wolf. And he would certainly devour her—but not here. Not in a classroom where anyone could walk in. His purple queen deserved better. When he claimed her, it would be just them both. Alone. For as long as he wanted.

Mine.

She was his. Theirs. But his first.

With their lips still fused together, Asher walked her backward and she instinctively wrapped her legs around him until he placed her safely on one of the desks.

Then he parted her thighs, wedging himself between them. His hands wrapped around her waist and he pulled her flush against him, grinding her into the obvious bulge in his trousers even as their kiss turned dirtier.

Their tongues moved in rhythm, and Asher groaned greedily, tasting the inside of her mouth like it was the sweetest thing he’d ever had. And he could’ve drowned in it if not for the sudden, obnoxious sound of a ringing phone.

It wasn’t his phone because that wasn’t her ringtone. It had to be Violet’s. But he didn’t want her answering it.

So he kissed her harder, hoping the distraction would work and the damn thing would shut its mouth.

It did stop ringing, and Asher rejoiced inwardly. Finally, just him, the wolf, and his little sweet Purple Lamb.

But no sooner had that thought crossed his mind, the phone blared again. Oh, for heaven’s sake.

"Asher—mmm—no, Ash, umm—wait, Asher—" Violet struggled, managing to push him off by sheer willpower because, clearly, the guy was intent on kissing the soul out of her.

annoyed. "Next time we’re together, you’re turning that

The number was unfamiliar, and

is it?" he

Violet replied,

the

again, Violet didn’t hesitate and picked the call with

made her

"Hello, Violet. It’s me."

clenched around the phone. It seemed like a wrecking ball just came crashing into her and Asher, who had been beside her, immediately noticed the shift

is it?"

She hesitated at first, then forced the

"Nancy."

cloud settled in the room. Asher’s

into the phone, her voice thick with venom. "My

other line, Nancy’s voice cracked with guilt. "I know no excuse

right, no excuse is enough!" Violet snapped, her voice rising. "You might not be my biological mother, but you don’t get to disappear suddenly and waltz back in when it’s convenient

reason, alright? I-I lost my phone

didn’t get to

phone was yanked out

just in time to see

it back!" Violet reached for it

the phone came Nancy’s confused voice.

answered, "I’ll handle this, Nancy." And just like that, he

so thick, it crackled

had darkened with anger and suspicion and she asked with a taut

no mistaking it now. Asher didn’t care about most people. He never did. Not unless they meant something to him. And the way he spoke