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."

his eyes glowing and his muscles tensed as

but Micah held

challenged his rule by creating

with his fists

Henry might have been a horrible man but he sure knew how to hold his

his head hard, as if trying to reject the thought completely. "I’m his

was humorless. "You actually believe that? That Elijah cares about you? He has three other heirs. If one dies, there are three more to choose from. And between us, I think he’d sleep easier

wasn’t even breathing anymore. He stood so still one

Henry tracked you here, and upon finding you mid-battle joined our side. He died in the explosion the enemy

added. This is the version we tell, unless, of

moment, there was

through. But instead of lashing out, a

Alaric froze.

cry before. Not once. Not even when his mother

a monster," Asher

Micah answered

"He hurt my mother."

Micah repeated, calm and steady, in the manneryou’d speak to someone

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 you

voice roared through the crater, echoing off the

to save your life here, Asher. That’s the only reason I’m still

history, worse men have buried what they did and crowned themselves in glory. I’m not saying we paint Henry as a

Asher’s jaw clenched.

President Roy is breathing down his neck to clean up the mess. You think he’s going to let

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