Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 318: The Draven Family

"Tell me about your adventures so far," Alpha Leon asked his son Roman as they walked.

And, as was common with nearly every cardinal alpha today, Roman was already at his wits’ end with his father. His mother had practically abandoned them the moment they arrived, no doubt off somewhere flirting with boys young enough to be his age aka his classmates. Roman made a mental note to send a message to his beta, Abel, to keep an eye on his mother while he wrangled his father.

Nearly all the cardinal alphas came from dysfunctional families, and Roman was no exception, his challenge being managing parents in an open marriage. Sure, they wore the mask of a perfect couple in public, but everyone knew Leon and Alexa kept lovers on the side.

The apple didn’t fall far from the tree, and honestly, it was no wonder Roman had inherited his infamous playboy reputation. It was the only example he’d known growing up and the values that had been handed down to him, whether he wanted them or not.

Unfortunately, you don’t get to choose your parents.

So, Roman kept walking, clearly intent on ignoring his father’s question. Roman’s only goal now was to track down Alpha Henry and hand Leon over to him. The man always straightened up around Henry, no surprise considering Asher’s father was all business.

Honestly, it was still a mystery how those two got along. Almost as much of a mystery as his own friendship with Asher, given they were polar opposites. Asher was dark, brooding, and bitter, and he was light, charm, and mischief. Perfect combination for Violet to choose from whenever she wanted. Chocolate and vanilla. Tasty.

"Have you fucked Elsie yet?"

feet. He spun around, glaring at his father, who showed not even an ounce of shame at tossing out something that could easily set off a war between the four packs. Maybe once, the idea of Elsie would’ve stirred something in Roman, but now just hearing

left of it, now leaned toward a certain purple storm. Unfortunately, Roman

"No," he answered flatly.

I were in your shoes, son, I’d have made Elsie my bitch and the other boys wouldn’t even know it." He chuckled like it was some

didn’t touch his eyes. Inwardly, his thoughts were, ’What great loyalty towards your pal. Yeah, you and

a mess of rot under all that glossy charm? Maybe he had always

pressing, a sly grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. "So, if you’re not fucking Elsie, who are you fucking?" He wiggled his brows, his voice lowering

type to mind if his son mixed things up, not when Leon himself had a laundry list

hoping that would end it as he

Leon suddenly stopped in his tracks, causing Roman to halt and glance back. "Why?

half. With a furrow of concern, he asked, "Did something happen down there? Is it a viral infection? Is it so bad

speechless, his brain briefly short-circuiting

dry laugh and a shake of his head, Roman finally managed to say, "There’s nothing of that nature,

was about to explain to Leon that he’d gone

son briskly walked off. But of course, the chief of man-whoring himself, Leon, wasn’t about to believe his own son — the one he’d so