Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 361: I Am Not A Monster

"Why can’t you sleep with me?" Violet was on her feet now, walking toward him.

"No, please stop." Asher halted her as soon as she got close. "Don’t come any closer."

Violet frowned. "I don’t understand. Why don’t you want to sleep with me?" She swallowed. "Is it my body? Is there something wrong with it? Something you don’t like? Or don’t you want me anymore?"

"Fuck. Shit. It’s not you. It’s me."

"What are you talking about?" Violet was concerned now. If it wasn’t her, but him, then...?

Her eyes widened. "By chance, do you have performance problems?"

"What?"

Violet’s gaze raked down his body. "But that doesn’t make sense. You’re not little or something." Her face flushed. "And you don’t have issues getting it up either. Or is it you can’t release?"

Asher stood dumbfounded for a beat, then groaned. "No. It’s not that."

He dragged his hands down his face, then looked at her with pain in his eyes. "You were in my head last time. Remember?"

Oh, she remembered. No child should’ve had to witness that kind of abuse.

Violet only nodded.

Asher looked like he would rather drop dead than revisit that experience, but he forced himself to speak. "You recall that specific scene where Henry taught me a lesson about women?"

"Oh God." Violet felt her stomach twist. She already knew where this was going.

Asher looked at her like she was some sacred goddess. "From the first time I saw you, Violet, I’ve wanted you. Desired you. I’ve dreamed of this day. But then..."

Violet swallowed, bracing herself.

scene flashes before my eyes. I can’t get it out. It’s stuck there. He fucked my head up and now I’m broken!" Asher screamed, slapping his hand

as she grabbed his wrist before

yourself over that monster. He doesn’t

Asher snapped, stubborn. "I just don’t want to hurt you.

in both hands, firm. "Listen to me, Asher. You are not

you know I have his darkness inside me. He

Asher. That’s what makes us human. But you get to choose what you do with it." She looked him dead in the

shook his head.

satisfied. "If you’re going to be any kind of monster, then let it be mine. My monster. My good

such thing as

Violet purred, caressing his face. "They’re just not

reached the towel tied at his waist. She felt him stiffen and let her

trust me, Asher

he murmured. "With my

gave him a wicked smile. "Now here’s

her other hand to lightly trace his nipple, watching the shudder that rolled through him. "Henry got in your head? We’re going to evict him. How? I’m about to go down on you, Asher, and I’m going to suck

need you to chant is, ’I’m not a monster like my father.’ You’re not stopping until you believe it. If you even pause mid-way, I’ll bite

said, breathless but smiling. "I’m

know." Violet smiled sweetly, and at the same time, yanked the towel from his waist so fast he

authority. "We begin

as Violet sank to her knees, chanting ’I’m not a monster

without missing a beat in his chant. He was a master of control and precision, traits his father had drilled into him from

his muscles contracted under her

take you. I want this moment burned into your memory, to replace that twisted one Henry

and raw desire burning in Violet’s

Dear lord, have mercy.

him as his chant slipped— wobbly, yet

a mouthful of Asher, and that was exactly the point. She wanted him to lose the iron grip he had on his control, to drown every doubt