Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 462: West Vs South

There was a wicked twist to their version of Truth or Dare: the spinner got to choose the punishment, whether the chosen picked truth or dare. With werewolves able to sniff out lies, there was no such thing as a safe option.

That little tweak made the game far less predictable and far more dangerous. Hence a thrilling tension buzzed in the air, the kind that promised someone was about to get wrecked.

Alaric might have been the one to announce the game, but Roman was the one who enthusiastically set everything up. Violet swore she’d never seen him move that fast in his life.

In the blink of an eye, all five of them were seated in a circle on the mat, a glass bottle resting temptingly in the center. Everyone looked excited — everyone except Griffin, who had a large bowl of snacks on his lap and was nonchalantly munching on chips. Usually, people said a woman who could eat was sexy, but in this case, it was the other way around. Griffin Hale eating was as sexy as hell.

"So, who’s going to spin first?" Alaric asked, his gaze bouncing around the circle.

"I will!" Roman jumped in, already reaching for the bottle only for Asher to snatch it first, his grip firm.

Roman blinked in surprise, his brows raised questioningly.

"I’ll go first," Asher said with a tone of finality.

Violet and Alaric exchanged a look, both noting the sudden spike in tension between the two men but wisely said nothing.

With a look of pure concentration, Asher crouched forward and flicked his wrist. The bottle spun fast and everyone leaned in as it whirled, tension saturating the air until it finally slowed and stopped on Roman.

Of course.

Roman threw both hands in the air. "As if that wasn’t calculated at all." He sneered.

Asher didn’t bother to argue, asking straight away, his gaze razor-sharp. "Truth or dare?"

Roman scoffed. "Obviously dare." He met Asher’s eyes with a challenge. Picking truth would’ve been seen as weak and he was many things, but never a coward.

"Then I dare you..." Asher drawled slowly as if savoring every second of it, "to kiss Violet passionately for two minutes without touching her."

slowed. Oh

with wicked satisfaction, "If you fail, you

The effect was immediate.

sunlight while his mouth fell open slightly, then snapped shut. Violet was rendered

chewing, gave a loud hoot. "Oooh, brutal," he said

his revenge on Roman, and the dare was a cruel one. Everyone knew Roman couldn’t keep his hands off while kissing. This was going to be

Roman said through

"Clock starts

already seated close to Violet, so he didn’t need to move. All he did was turn to her and Violet swallowed hard

in slowly, and Violet met him halfway. Their lips

kept his wide open. He knew the moment he let himself get lost in this kiss, he’d fail Asher’s wicked little test. So he focused on the feel of her lips, soft and maddening, and the faint

hands itched to roam down her sides, squeeze those two perfect breasts her Fae mama had so generously blessed her with. Or better yet, haul her onto his lap and worship

held them stiffly at his sides, breathing through the growing ache in his body because right now, this was a fight he

so bad. Roman concentrated on sucking her lower lip like he meant

cheered, clearly

tossing a handful of

victory. He turned his head slowly, locking eyes with Asher. The look he gave him was a smug smirk mixed

Violet breathed, catching herself,

clockwise," Griffin

put

bottle and it whirled and

chorus of whistles came from the rest of them. Clearly,

or dare?" he asked, already

lifting her chin. It wasn’t that she was afraid of a dare but she figured everyone else would go for dares and

"How do you feel about sleeping with

"No punishment?" Violet noted.