Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 439

Chapter 439: The Cornered Animal

The restaurant was all polished woods, velvet chairs, and had the kind of silence that said important people ate here. In one word, it had all the warmth of a graveyard. And seated at the head of the table like a king in his den was President Roy.

Except there was one person Jameson hadn’t mentioned would be present.

Natalie froze, the breath knocked from her lungs like a sucker punch at the sight of her.

Kate.

Her stepmother.

Kate was seated beside her father and looked up the second she sensed her arrival.

"Oh, look who finally showed up," Kate said, smiling far too brightly as she peered over the rim of her glass.

But Natalie didn’t move, she stood there like a deer caught in headlights.

"What are you standing there for? That’s President Roy. Greet him," Jameson nudged her with an elbow, snapping her out of it.

President Roy didn’t look like a president, at least not in the stiff, boring way most imagined. He was in his early fifties, but age sat lightly on him.

His red hair, brushed back with a touch of silver at the temples, gave him a graceful, striking edge. Dressed in a crisp navy shirt with rolled sleeves and dark trousers, President Roy looked relaxed, in control, and deceptively approachable. Fit, tall, and confident, he wore power without needing to flaunt it.

"Hello, Mr. President," Natalie greeted, her voice breathy like someone who’d just sprinted a mile.

"Hello, Natalie. How long has it been? Last year?" He asked, his green eyed studying her.

"Two years ago, sir," she replied politely.

Roy was taken aback. "How quickly time

kids grow up so fast these days. What are the both of you waiting for? Sit

approached them and began to serve the first course: rosemary butter scallops, a bowl of pumpkin soup with smoked cream for Jameson, and grilled seabass fillet with a side of truffle

through the silence

She didn’t look at her when she

no warmth,

out a dry chuckle. "That’s more than

Roy, already lifting his glass, paused mid-air. "Two years?"

comes home. When school closes, she sails off

slow sip. This?

of my life," she said casually, setting the glass down. "I’d like

genuine chuckle

that one. I was just like you when I was younger, always on the move. Well, until

into laughter at the

hands in her lap, expression unreadable, and waited for the real

the bull by the horn since everyone

for the

his napkin and

began, his tone almost grandfatherly. "You’re

brow. "So I’m a

observe. To ensure that school doesn’t become a breeding ground for werewolf supremacy. We’re simply

with more aggression than necessary. "We’re the ones who pushed ourselves into their centuries-old academy. That school didn’t

President Roy

Roy’s smile

is a luxury, Natalie. I need pragmatists. Dorminia thrives on balance. And right now,

picked the girl who didn’t ask for this and shoved her in front of a firing squad," Natalie said flatly. "And I’m supposed to play nice while the wolves stare at me like I

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