Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 496: Always War

No one in their right mind would ever pray to be in Griffin’s shoes. He stood stiffly outside the chamber door with his arms crossed and his jaw clenched so tight it might crack while Violet’s moans reverberated through the corridor.

"Oh goddess... Oh yes...!"

Just his luck as the moaning hit its breathy crescendo, a group of Novas—young trainees in pale robes—rounded the corner with scrolls in hand and curiosity in their eyes.

Perfect.

"It’s uh... an intense prayer session going on in there," Griffin said dryly, catching the mix of curiosity and awkwardness on their faces.

Then, as if the moon goddess herself had a twisted sense of humor, Violet mewled again.

"Roman... mmh... yes... fuck—!"

Griffin saw the realization dawn on the Novas like a bolt of lightning. Faces flushed, they exchanged wide-eyed looks and scurried off, whispering furiously among themselves.

Griffin dragged a hand over his face and muttered under his breath, "Blessed be the holy fuckery of my life."

At this rate, their cover was going to be blown soon.

And yes, they were hiding in a temple dedicated to Selene, goddess of the moon, tucked deep in the outskirts of Aster City, the last place anyone would think to look.

Not in a place filled with incense, meditating priestesses, and chants for purity.

Which, clearly, they were ruining loudly.

Although that seemed contradictory since werewolves were, after all, deeply carnal creatures. But even so, the Moon Mother, head priestess of the temple, could not turn them away. Not when mates were involved.

was sacred. It was eternal and

temple was a temple. A pleasure house was a pleasure house. And the two

done the rest. The East pack was home to the most devout temples, and the moment

his thoughts,

Mother," Griffin greeted, placing one hand to his forehead and the other over his chest as

temple. The supreme leader of all Selene’s priestesses, however, was known as the High Mother. Though the seers and healers served distinct functions within the temple hierarchy,

to the sealed door, behind

baby... just

so deep. So

stretched by your Alpha, don’t

"Yes.. Oh goddess..."

whole temple know who’s

Griffin wished the ground would split open and swallow

to combust. Mother Thessara, however, didn’t so much as blink. Her

to the mating rune etched into his neck. "The fever rages strong with them, don’t you think?"

was probably her calm

tight-lipped nod,grateful for

she said, turning

of them moved through the corridor, the moans and obscene declarations slowly fading, though

with grace beside him, her red robes flowing

said with a voice as calm as water. "No one will disturb them until the fever

with relief. "Thank you, Holy Mother. Truly." he murmured

gave the smallest nod, then

a wide courtyard, and the morning greeted them with its shining rays. The temple’s garden stretched out before them, wild and reverent in its beauty. The air smelled of morning dew and crushed sage, rich and clean while