Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 415

Chapter 415: The Prophecy About Her

"Griffin. Up! Up!"

Violet Purple clapped her hands near his ears, but she might as well have been trying to wake a tree. The man didn’t so much as twitch.

Not that she could blame him.

Last night had been all shades of lawless fun. They’d drunk enough to kill a small horse, and honestly, it was a miracle Violet was even standing. Then again, desperation did wonders. When your goal was to fix a broken relationship and return to your other boyfriends, you learned miracles are possible.

Griffin, however, hadn’t fared so gracefully. His pack brothers had poured drink after drink down his throat in celebration because apparently getting off the "unmated" market meant immediate alcohol poisoning. And this was the glorious aftermath.

"Griffin, please," Violet groaned, dragging her hand down her face. There was no moving him, he was heavy, and dead to the world.

Left with no other choice, Violet went for the nuclear option. She climbed over him and kissed him firmly on the lips. She felt the jolt through the bond before he stirred, though it was something below that moved first.

The next second, Griffin flipped her beneath him like a switch, pressing his body into hers as he kissed her senseless. Violet gasped, her fingers instinctively reaching for his hair, only to remember there was none. She sighed against his lips.

Griffin finally pulled back, grinning. "I wouldn’t mind waking up like this every day..." He was already leaning in for another kiss when Violet pressed a finger to his lips.

"Alright, my hot lord, time to get your ass moving. We’ve got a long day ahead, remember?"

"Oh, right," Griffin groaned, rolling off her. "I feel like crap."

you get for trying to outdrink an

"Noted."

and without warning dropped his shorts, revealing

smirk. "Care

her lips twitching. "Tempting, but I’m already dressed," she gestured to her outfit which he clearly hadn’t noticed until now.

And with

collapsed back onto the bed, the smile

down, she was dreading it. The last confrontation with Roman hadn’t exactly gone well and she had no idea how things stood with Alaric or Asher now. How was she supposed to fix this? Was it

appeared somewhere less blindingly obvious, maybe she could speak to the others without constantly reminding them

Violet regretted being mated to Griffin. No, not one bit. The

set to leave. However, Irene had insisted she needed a word with them, and that was how they found themselves seated in her office, awkwardly perched

didn’t waste time. "First of all, I would like to render an apology not just to you, but to your mother, for my

If Irene thought a

too," Irene added, turning her gaze fully on Violet, "forgive me for trying to

Violet said with a wave, "No hard

you, Violet." Irene let out a breath, visibly relieved. Then her expression changed. "Although, there’s something else. I’ve been

and said carefully, "There’s a

she expected. She had thought this meeting

admitted. "Why do

Griffin cut in. "What are you

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