Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 498: Three Way Bond

Griffin cleaned up the whole place until it was spotless, and decided Roman would pay for the broken item later. Not just that, he took the time to clean Violet up as well. She had stirred in the process and looked at him with those beautiful eyes, only to smile and fall back asleep.

The goddess had etched her mating rune by the side of her belly, and it was no surprise the rune shone in Roman’s signature color, green. It seemed the goddess had decided to do a color upgrade when it came to their turn.

The average rune was black. Simple and functional. After all, it wasn’t for aesthetics. The rune was a sacred symbol of the bond between mates. Still, lucky mates might as well take the chance to flaunt it.

Her own rune featured a central vertical line with two diagonal strokes gently angling to the right, forming a graceful, flowing shape that resembled stylized wings or open arms. It was beautiful.

But just like his, Roman’s rune was etched in the color purple. His was a bold and striking shape of a diamond perched at the top, neatly split down the center by a vertical line that ran through its core and continued downward. Beneath it, two diagonal lines flared outward, forming a powerful "Y" shape.

Two down, two to go.

Griffin couldn’t wait for the others to be mated too so their harem would be complete.

Unable to help himself, he cleaned Roman too. But unlike Violet, that one had slept like a log of wood. Sometimes, Griffin genuinely feared for the future of the South Pack with an Alpha like him.

Then again, he knew Roman only ever slept that deeply in places that felt secure. In places that felt like home. So, he couldn’t really blame him.

Once he was done, Griffin headed to the small but functional bathroom and took a quick bath. He emerged minutes later wearing only a pair of trousers—far too tight for his liking—that Mother Thessara had provided. He hadn’t expected to find his exact size here anyway, so he would simply make do with this one.

Griffin was towel-drying his hair when he turned and nearly jumped out of his skin. Violet was standing right in front of him, silently staring with that strange, unblinking intensity in her eyes.

in his hands. A few stray droplets slipped from his damp hair, trailing down the ridges of his toned chest. Violet’s gaze followed the path of the water, watching it curve along the sculpted lines of his abs, gliding over the deep

looked up, biting

that look.

step back. He should have apologized, should have excused himself

the distance, wrapped her arms around

Holy God.

space for restraint. She sucked on his tongue,

done for, and he knew

left his mouth and began trailing down his neck, Griffin didn’t even try to stop her. She found his mating rune and dragged her

deep groan escaped him, the sensation shooting straight to his

He twitched in reaction.

her hair, intending to gently pull

he gasped, the words torn from him as her mouth

and sucking, then biting between intervals. Griffin was drowning in sensations. His head lolled back, dazed from the pleasure, but when he managed to open

Roman was awake.

Griffin could swear there was the ghost of a smirk on his lips as if he was enjoying every second of the show they were putting on for

to his other nipple and tortured him with

knew this