Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 321: Souvenir

Violet’s eyes widened. "A-are you sure?"

Griffin caught her hand and pressed a warm kiss to her knuckles, his voice laced with amusement. "Just admit you’ve been lusting after my hair."

Violet couldn’t help it. Laughter burst out of her. Damn it, he was right. She had been obsessing over his hair. What a weirdo she was.

"Let’s go, then." Griffin didn’t even hesitate. With a devilish grin, he scooped Violet up by the waist and carried her straight toward the shower.

"Wait—Griffin!" she squealed, laughing as she clutched his shoulders, but he was already sliding the door open with one hand and stepping inside with her in his arms.

"Trust me, you’ll want to see this," he murmured with that teasing glint in his eyes.

Violet barely caught her breath before he set her down and gestured toward the built-in shelf lined with an impressive lineup of shampoos. She blinked, genuinely stunned.

"Is this sandalwood?" she murmured, fingers grazing the bottle. She picked up another one and smiled. "Peppermint... cedar... citrus bergamot? Griffin, what are you— secretly running a hair spa in here?"

Griffin let out a deep chuckle. "What can I say? Even a big guy needs to take care of the goods. Besides, you should blame my mother for that." He tossed his hair back with a grin. "Pick your poison, queen."

Violet shook her head in amused disbelief and reached for the cedar and sandalwood blend, popping the cap open to let the rich, earthy scent fill the air. "Mmm. This one’s you."

Griffin stepped under the water, his long hair soaking instantly as the steam filled the space. Violet hesitated only for a moment before stepping behind him, rising on her toes, while her fingers slipped into his thick, wet hair.

with that," Griffin teased

His groan was low and unguarded, vibrating through his chest as she worked, and the sound sent a delicious

clinging to her skin. She laughed breathlessly as a stream ran down her

have a stool or something?" she protested, half-laughing as she stretched

with a smirk. "I have

around her thighs, and lifting her

Violet gasped, her arms instinctively winding around his neck as she laughed. "Okay, okay,

only grinned, his hands secure at her waist. "Told you. This is

It was quite comfortable. If you know what she

fingers back into his hair, rinsing out the last of the lather between soft giggles. The closeness, the heat of the water, the rough strength of his chest under her fingertips, had all tangled together, turning something

his face as his vivid brown eyes met hers. It was dark, hungry, and locked on her like she was

his head, his lips catching hers in a kiss that was soft at first, then deepened

hands tightening at her waist, pressing her flush against him as her fingers slid through his damp hair. The heat of

apart, Violet was gasping softly, her forehead resting against his

water from her face as her soaked clothes clung to her like a second

grinned lazily, his eyes dark with affection and mischief. "Yeah. But you’re

he carefully lowered her back onto the floor. He seemed genuinely happy

from my closet," Griffin murmured, giving her a crooked grin. "I’ll

into a sultry purr. "I

smile she knew could melt even the most