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?

her power surged toward him. Instinct kicked in as Baron moved immediately to defend himself, their powers colliding in a violent clash that sent a gust of wind tearing through the chamber, nearly

Seraphira wasn’t

her grasp. The blade danced

streaked through the air, targeting Baron with lethal intent, and he barely dodged in time, using

drawing startled gasps from

Even Baron looked shaken.

forgotten they were bound together? If he

But Seraphira didn’t stop.

flick of her fingers, she summoned 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

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

lungs. Before he could rise, five iron swords hovered above him in a perfect circle pointing down, and

of the iron swords dipped low enough to kiss his throat, slicing it just

warning from Seraphira

anyway and let her

in the throne room was thick as every councilor was

chest, Councilor Ada rose slowly from

carefully. "Forgive me, but what exactly

a ruler,

began, her voice sharp and cold, "has been siphoning my powers behind my

Everyone gasped in shock.

gain strength for himself and such treachery is not merely

everyone. No one knew what

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

Some leaned in toward one another, others