Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 405: Getting Married

Griffin hadn’t been kidding, he really did have a huge family. They were currently seated for breakfast, and if it weren’t for Griffin’s reassuring presence beside her, Violet would’ve bolted. Everyone was staring at her.

The twins, Vivain and Blaire Hale, were eight and unmistakably took after their mother, Irene. Though they were identical in appearance, Violet could already tell them apart by their attitudes and expressions.

Vivain was the one who had barged into their room that morning and ended up reporting their sexual activity to Irene. The girl was bold, brash, and outspoken, while her twin was the literal opposite. Blaire was quiet and sensible. However, it was always the quiet ones you had to watch out for. Griffin had told her the girls were infamous for their pranks, with Blaire as the orchestrator and Vivain as the executioner.

Then there was Kaia Hale, or as Griffin liked to call her, "my number one contender for the throne." She was your typical hormonal teenager, knee-deep in that infamous rebellion phase and, as Griffin put it, "a little difficult" these days. He told her Kaia used to be incredibly sweet, and the two of them had once been inseparable but something had shifted, and that closeness had faded.

Now Kaia just liked to prove that she could do better than Griffin. And perhaps that had something to do with the fact that the Seer, Alice, had predicted Kaia would emerge with an Alpha wolf. That wasn’t hard to believe, given her rapid growth—not just physically, but in strength as well—which had begun to create tension between them.

Two Alphas can’t rule one pack.

Normally, when one sibling possessed an Alpha wolf, the other did not, unless they were twins. No one knew what the goddess was playing at, but it was affecting their relationship. And it didn’t help matters that Irene refuse to let her go to Lunaris Academy.

Still, beneath all that, Kaia was a good girl.

Then there was the last, but certainly not the least, the baby of the house, Callen Hale. He was two, maybe three years old? Violet couldn’t say for sure, since werewolf children grew so fast. Still, one thing was clear: Callen was absolutely adorable. Violet had no doubt he’d be breaking hearts in the future if someone didn’t keep an eye on him. He and Kaia were the only ones in the family who had inherited their fathers’ ebony hair.

And yes, there were their fathers, Aeron and Arion. Unlike Arion, who had welcomed her with warmth so far, Aeron still wore that stone-faced expression, like he was two seconds away from drawing a sword and tearing her apart if she ever brought harm to his family. One thing Violet had noticed, though was the entire family had long hair.

Good. She’d want that for her baby too. Wait - what?!

"Are you people going to eat or should I pluck out your eyes?" Irene subtly threatened, and just like that, everyone, and by everyone, she meant not just the children but Arion and Aeron included, dug into their food, the sound of cutlery clicking sharply against plates echoing through the room.

Violet smiled inwardly. She had to admit, she was impressed by the way Irene ran her family. She respected her husbands yet took the role of Alpha all the same. Not everyone could do that.

vegetables, honey-glazed meat strips, buttery rolls, grilled fish wrapped in leaf, thick stew with floating herbs, and bowls of fruit sprinkled

Violet smiled

aren’t they so

to her mother. "How long am I going to endure

sweet, sarcastic smile. "Till eternity,

Kaia rolled her eyes.

to Violet, turned and said, "You are so

touched her heart,

so soon because Vivain added, "But you’re not prettier than me."

Damn. Violet was dumbfounded.

hardened Aeron had a small smile tug at his lips, although it vanished

a pretty rune. Can I touch it?"

older sister and twin, Blaire, said flatly. "You don’t touch a mate’s

sighed. "Can we not, like, talk at the

this time. It’s bonding time with the

moment. Not a member of the

Callen

Anama!" which made

She couldn’t even

leaned in and said softly, "CNAWM-shawl AH-na-ma. It’s... urm..." He cleared his throat. "It’s

words," Kaia said, clearly relishing his fumbling. Then she looked Violet deep in the eye. "It’s your marriage ritual, essentially. In one word, you’re getting married. Congratulations,

Violet