Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 463: Be Roman

Warning : Do not read while eating, you’re at risk of choking.

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"And your punishment is..." Roman paused, dramatically dragging the moment out, his eyes glinting mischievously as everyone waited for the verdict.

"No punishment at all,"

"Huh?" Everyone was surprised, Violet in particular.

She blinked, thrown off balance. That was definitely not what she’d been expecting.

But her gaze suddenly narrowed at him, questioning his intention.

Roman simply shrugged, his mouth curving into a crooked smile. "I’m petty, yeah, but you also told me to grow up. So you can decide to answer or not."

Violet stared at him, speechless. Of all the things Roman could’ve said, that had not been on her bingo card, not even in a thousand years.

And just like that, a proud feeling bloomed in her chest.

Her baby was growing up.

"I’ll answer," Violet said, stunning everyone. They had thought she’d evade the question now that Roman had given her the option. Nonetheless, none of them objected and let her do her thing. Asher didn’t even let the emotion show on his face.

"You know, I really like the way you kiss me, Roman." Violet confessed and that got everyone’s attention.

"You’re just so playful with it," she continued, her fingers curling slightly on her lap. "There’s this confidence in you, like you know you’re good at it and want to make damn sure I enjoy every second. And I do. Every time. It’s like..." She bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushing. "Like tasting sunshine on my lips."

Roman sat up straighter, his grin already expanding.

"You’re so damn unpredictable sometimes," Violet added, laughing lightly. "I never know what you’re about to do next and then your tongue..." Her voice trailed off as her blush deepened. "It just works like magic inside my mouth."

By the time she was done, Roman looked like a man who had already declared victory. His expression screamed self-crowned champion of kisses with his chin tilted. He looked smug and all too proud.

But then Violet turned her head, locking eyes with Asher. "And I like the way Asher kisses me too."

Roman’s face twitched.

"Asher’s got this possessive, dark edge about him," Violet said, her voice a little lower, almost like a confession. "It makes my heart race and my stomach flip before our lips even touch. And then when we do kiss..." She exhaled, visibly affected just by the memory. "It feels like he wants to consume me whole. Like I’ll never belong to anyone else. And maybe I shouldn’t admit this, but when he gets rough with me out of nowhere? It kind of turns me on."

That one hit like a bomb.

cheers, their laughter loud, and Asher, who had been stone-faced until now, allowed a slow grin

like an overripe tomato,

to him. "Kissing him feels like life itself. Like I’ve stepped into another universe where nothing else matters. And then, when he sends that lightning through my veins—" she paused, smirking at Alaric’s rapidly reddening ears, "—it’s like

think I have a kink for his Adam’s apple. I just can’t help but want to graze my teeth over it all

time it was Alaric’s turn to look away, pretending to rub at

Then she faced Griffin.

"are so sweet, they make me want more. When he kisses me, I feel taken care of... safe. Until he

virgin, groaned and dragged a palm

over. "That

be the death of us, won’t you?" Asher commented, enjoying

cleared his throat, his composure still shaken by

Violet clapped

missing a beat, she reached for the bottle and gave it a dramatic spin. The glossy surface caught the garden lights

Violet announced sweetly, "Truth

if he could handle

hesitate. "I dare you to

The effect was instant.

grass. Asher let out a full-bodied laugh, his shoulders

Violet set him up with that while

he

but it’s a game." Violet replied

serious about the game and turned to face

do it." Roman

baby? I’ve got

she thought. And so did

"Don’t traumatize me,

had already

with a sultry tone. "your pheromones have me in a chokehold. I’m fairly certain

whispered with dread.

that was exactly Alaric’s forte and he was

you’re composed of ninety percent temptation, ten percent terrible decisions, and all of

higher, purring. "If I had to describe you using chemical bonds, I’d say you’re ionic. Because the moment you enter a

terrible. But that didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy

buried in his hands. He couldn’t do

was far

you has me questioning reality. Are you chaos or salvation? A paradox

Newton, you should give up at this

fell on his