Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 377: Did This To Asher

In the hallway, Violet was cradled against Griffin's chest like a baby, her legs stretched out and resting on Roman's lap as he used the opportunity to gently massage her toes. People walked past and gave them curious stares, but none of them cared, especially Violet, whose distant gaze stared through it all.

Alaric in question stood in the corner, answering calls. Once he hung up, he turned back to the others.

"Apparently, our parents are in a meeting with the Alpha King, which is why I can't get a hold of Alpha Henry. But I've informed Jeremiah, and he's keeping the news on the low. He thinks we shouldn't let this get out at all and that's what Asher would want. Unless it turns life-threatening, no one wants to deal with Alpha Henry."

"He's right," Roman said, nodding. "Henry's a handful and even I, I'm not ready to deal with him. Besides, we came here in a rush without any cover and it wouldn't surprise me if this is already in the news." He cast a worried glance at Violet. People were going to drag her online if they found out how this all went down. What was a student doing in a club like that, anyway?

Griffin scowled. "I'll make some calls and stop this before it spreads. We don't need more scandals."

"Me too," Alaric said grimly.

"I'm so sorry, guys. This is my fault. It's my fault all this is happening." Violet barely finished the words before Griffin growled in warning.

"I love you, Violet, but I swear to the gods, if I hear one more apology from your lips, I'll tape your mouth shut. So something happened, then what? How is that your fault? And what's the point of having us as your boyfriends if we can't handle one minor inconvenience?" His voice was fierce, and his gaze seared into hers until she looked away, wanting to shrink beneath it.

Griffin might always look like the gentlest of them all, but everyone knew when he got angry, he snapped. And when Griffin did, it was a whole other kind of destruction. That was why her big guy almost never got angry. Or at least, he tried not to.

So Violet wisely kept her mouth shut, afraid of provoking him further. They had enough problems on their hands already.

As if on cue, the doctor stepped out of the emergency room, the lines on his face etched deep with concern. He pulled off his gloves slowly, his gaze sweeping the waiting area.

Violet who was already on her feet the moment she spotted him. The others stood too, tension rising in the air

Griffin said. "And

short nod.

A serious one at that. If he hadn't been brought in as quickly

The room froze.

stomach twisted, bile rose to her throat. Asher had

Alaric repeated as if what the doctor said didn't make sense. "That's impossible. We're werewolves. We

impossible. You may be werewolves, but you're not immortal. You're just harder

darkened. "So you're saying he's had this condition all

him — his best friend — Roman swore

doctor continued. "Has he ever been diagnosed? Any symptoms? Intense migraines?

turned to Roman, who knew Asher

been fine. He's one of the strongest

"I was

answered this time. "Yes, but he hasn't been using them. Not lately. Not at all, as far as

"No," Griffin confirmed.

"You're right," Alaric agreed.

them

back to the doctor. "Besides when it happened…" Her cheeks flushed. "We were… er,

didn't blink at the implication of her words. "Yes, I've been filled in on the circumstances, miss purple. That's what

pre-rupture signs, no swelling. It hit him fast, violently, like a strike of lightning. Almost as