Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 467: The Usurper

As if Griffin wasn’t already being rough, his hand suddenly wrapped around her throat, pinning her to the armrest and forcing her hips to arch higher. Then he drove into her harder and deeper, slamming against her g-spot until her vision blurred.

The pleasure was so overwhelming that Violet couldn’t take it. She bit down on Alaric’s length, and he cursed, the shock sending him over the edge. He came with a guttural snarl, spilling into her mouth and she took it like a good girl.

At the same time, her walls clamped tight around Griffin, who let out a growl so feral it vibrated through her bones as he buried himself deep, the two of them breaking apart in a fierce, soul-ripping climax.

Alaric’s dick slipped from her mouth just as Violet collapsed on the couch completely spent, every inch of her aching with sensitivity.

Griffin eased out of her with care, his lips trailing gentle kisses along her spine, shoulder, and neck—anywhere he could reach. Behind her, Asher’s deep, feral growl filled the air as he too surrendered to his release in a final, shuddering wave of carnal bliss.

Violet smiled through the haze of exhaustion, her body relaxed. She must have dozed off, because the next thing she knew, she was airborne. Her eyes fluttered open in alarm only to find herself cradled in Asher’s arms.

He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Sleep now. You’re safe."

And just like that, Violet melted into him, her body going limp as sleep reclaimed her completely.

Meanwhile...

Henry Nightshade stood on the balcony of an abandoned building, high above the slumbering streets of Aster City. The night air was cold, but obviously not enough to bother him. He wasn’t here to enjoy the view, he was waiting instead.

His hands were resting lightly on the rusting railing, his posture relaxed when a soft click shattered the quiet and the cold mouth of a gun was pressed against the side of his neck.

alone?" Patrick Vale asked, stepping out from the darkness, his voice calm but alert, the gun still pressed

have time to chase after you? That job belongs to Elijah. I have better things

stand beside him as silence passed between them, thick but not

you a suggestion," Henry spoke at last. "Now’s the time to

finally ready to kill the cardinal alphas? Isn’t that a bit hasty? They’re more profitable to

moves I don’t like. If I don’t strike now, I risk losing my son completely. As for the cardinal alphas, you don’t need them. United, they’ll bring you ruin, neither can you hold them down forever either. That last experience should be enough lesson." He said and Patrick felt the remnant of the scar

on to say, "It is better to cut the thread now before it tightens around your neck.

beat. "And what about your

and probably resist. But he’ll come around. Asher is smart and he knows better than

out your kind, and yet here you are, a werewolf, offering to help your exterminator. That

ticked. "We both want something, and we both can’t get it alone. Call it what it is,

Suspicion would surely fall on the West, yes, but ultimately?

knowing smile. "So that’s your plan. Alright. I’ll help

low growl slipped from Henry’s throat.

one who needs

curled. "Or I could just bundle you up and hand you over to Elijah.

as he gestured lazily toward the

see red dots crawl across