Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 479: Royal Birth

"Your Majesty," all the councilors in the room bowed their heads in respect.

But Queen Seraphira’s attention wasn’t on them, rather on her husband who was seated on her throne as if he owned it.

Catching her gaze, he bowed his head slightly, but only for show. "My Queen..."

Seraphira looked away, her gaze landing on Zyrella, still crawling weakly on the ground. She scoffed, then strode forward, deliberately stepping on Zyrella’s body as if she were nothing more than a bridge to walk across.

As expected of the Fae with their willowy looks, Queen Seraphira was slim and appeared as if she couldn’t weigh an ounce. However, with the use of her ability, she manipulated her mass. And when she walked on Zyrella, it felt as though the weight of a boulder crashed down on her, forcing a cry of pain from her lips.

The pressure compressed her armor into her body, and she heard not just one but many bones snap. It would be hell removing that armor—if the queen spared her life.

But her hope was short-lived. Queen Seraphira stepped on her head, crushing it completely. There were gasps from the audience—some even looked away—but Seraphira remained unrattled, her expression composed.

Since she was barefoot, Zyrella’s blood clung to Seraphira’s soles, and with each step she took, crimson footprints stained the floor behind her. The trail of blood made a bold, chilling statement that sent fear down the spines of all who watched. Whatever mood the queen was in, none dared test it. No one wanted to be next.

Then Queen Seraphira was standing in front of the dais, staring at Baron with a murderous look.

"I gave you a seat beside me," she said. "Not mine." Her tone was clipped.

"Apologies, Your Majesty..." Baron said with no remorse, stepping down from the dais slowly. "I didn’t realize ruling while you were indisposed was a crime."

He stopped beside her, adding, "It’s nice to see you back on your feet, Your Majesty."

He made to move when Seraphira said coldly, "Stop right there."

Baron halted at once, lifting a brow as if to say, What now?

A rush of her power surged toward him. Instinct kicked in as Baron moved immediately to defend himself, their powers colliding in a violent clash

Seraphira wasn’t

its scabbard into her grasp. The blade danced through the air, no longer held

Baron with lethal intent, and he barely dodged in time, using his ability to deflect the

the blade, the force of it drawing startled gasps from the councilors.

Even Baron looked shaken.

from Seraphira. Had she forgotten they were bound together?

But Seraphira didn’t stop.

every sword in the chamber. A sharp clang resonated as the weapons ripped free from their scabbards causing the guards to stumble back in alarm as their hilts flew out of their belts and took

second sword first slammed into Baron’s stomach and folded him over with a grunt. Then the third hit his back, sending him stumbling. And the fourth hit behind

breath knocked out of his lungs. Before he could rise, five iron swords

kiss his throat, slicing it just enough to draw blood. A single crimson bead ran down

This was a warning from Seraphira not

the floor anyway and let her do

in the throne room was thick as every councilor was too stunned to

pounding fear in her chest, Councilor Ada

Majesty," she said carefully. "Forgive me, but what exactly is

the cold elegance of a ruler, Queen Seraphira explained

sharp and cold, "has been siphoning my powers behind

Everyone gasped in shock.

strength for himself and such treachery is not merely a personal offense, but an attack on the

No one knew what to say without getting on the

not strike him fatally. He knew his death would claim mine too. And in

arose. Some leaned in toward one another, others stared at Baron