Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 482: The Fucking Hero

"Oh, you certainly can’t say that," Micah said with a laugh that didn’t reach his eyes.

"What’s that supposed to mean?" Asher’s brow arched instantly.

Micah straightened up, though he still made sure his body brushed Adele’s. That was the only thing keeping his sanity right now.

Unlike Roman and Violet, they weren’t going to be dramatic about the Matebond snapping in place between them. But the bond was there, pulsing under his skin like an annoying itch and demanding he claimed her.

Soon, though.

For now, there were more critical issues to deal with than surrendering to the mating frenzy. He would fight it for as long as he could and then, when they were finally alone, he’d devour her to his heart’s content.

Thankfully, Adele also had enough self-control not to tear his clothes off and rut him like an animal.

Not that he’d have minded.

Perfect match made in heaven, aye?

His voice cut through the tension. "There will be no mention of Henry’s contribution to this attack."

Asher’s head jerked toward him, a dangerous growl rumbling from his chest. That better be a joke. Micah had five seconds to laugh and take it back.

Sensing the shift in the air, Micah said calmly, "The moment Elijah finds out Henry was in league with Patrick, the Nightshade Clan as we know it is finished."

Alaric’s shoulders went rigid. "I don’t understand," he muttered, though the dread creeping into his voice said otherwise. "You’re protecting Henry?"

"No," Micah replied. "I’m protecting Asher."

dead body!" Asher snapped, his eyes glowing and his muscles tensed as his

flinched, but Micah

the alphas challenged his rule by creating you four," Micah said. "What

chest heaved with his fists

by bloodline. Henry might have been a horrible man but he sure knew how to hold his pack together. But with him out of the way, you’re vulnerable. A scandal

shook his head hard, as if trying to reject the

believe that? That Elijah cares about you? He has three other heirs. If one dies,

point, he wasn’t even breathing anymore. He stood so still one would compare

friends, Henry tracked you here, and upon

we tell, unless,

moment, there was

to tremble, the emotion boiling just beneath the surface finally breaking through. But instead

Alaric froze.

Not once. Not

a monster," Asher said

know," Micah answered

"He hurt my mother."

calm and steady, in the manneryou’d speak to someone standing at the edge of

with the back of his hand, furiously scrubbing at his face. "He drove me to the edge." His voice cracked. "And then he tried to hurt Violet too. And you want me to cover up what he did? Are

through the crater, echoing off the broken

life here, Asher. That’s the only reason I’m

glory. I’m not saying we paint Henry as a saint. But for this accident, don’t poke

Asher’s jaw clenched.

knows he fucked up by working with Patrick, and President Roy is breathing down his neck to clean up the mess. You think he’s going to let you off easy? You’re the