Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 510: Rose

"The threat has been eliminated," Hannah reported to Ziva.

"Good." Ziva didn’t look up, her attention fixed instead on their youngest sister, Enya.

A dead rat lay on the table before them, and Ziva was coaxing Enya to bring it back to life.

After the disaster with Bree, their father had stopped experimenting with his own kind and had turned to witches — and demons.

Enya was the last of them, at least that they knew of for now. Not even the growing crisis in the village or the looming threat of discovery could dampen Angus’s appetite for reproduction. For all they knew, he could appear tomorrow with another sister they’d be expected to raise and groom for him.

The rumors around Enya’s birth were murky. Ziva had supposedly summoned a lesser demon from hell. They had been careful not to repeat the mistake with Micah since higher demons were famously defiant and loathed being bound to mortals. Whatever bargain was struck, it ended with Angus offering his seed, and months later, a child was placed in his arms.

Enya was Hellspawn, gifted with necromancy. She could one day raise an army of the dead for him, and that alone made her invaluable, and it was no wonder Ziva cared for her especially.

Ziva had always been attracted to the powerful, although that didn’t explain the softness in her eyes and the maternal affection she showered on Enya.

Everyone knew the nature of Ziva’s relationship with their father. As a powerful witch, their dear sister believed a seed with their father would produce the all-powerful heir — even more than the rumored Fae sister. However, three of her pregnancies so far had resulted in a miscarriage. Perhaps in Enya, she saw the child she’d been denied.

First was Bree. And now three miscarriages. Couldn’t they see it? The goddess was not happy. But Hannah did not dare say it out loud. No one could be trusted here. Especially her sisters. Not even the seemingly good Lauren who would sell her out in a heartbeat and serve her as a meal to Bree if she sensed even a hint of rebellion against their father from her.

every sibling should have learned from, even though few seemed capable of it. Ziva had not been the first; no, there had been one before her. Angus’s first dalliance with Ziva’s mother’s coven

naturally liked her, and even their stone-hearted father could not refuse

was from the village, a mortal, kind, and utterly unsuited for their world. When she found

She scoured for Rose’s trail but came up empty; Rose had hidden herself well. The only one who could have found her was their mother, Sarah, with her rare bloodcraft magic that could track kin across

this was her sister’s choice. Unfortunately, Ziva did

own blood. He had a pregnant Rose thrown into the hunting grounds alongside her lover. Rose fought well, but the game was rigged, and she did perish alongside her lover. On the other hand, Ziva was rewarded, becoming Angus’s confidant, his favored

their god and the one who would usher them into a new era where supernaturals would rule and humans would be under

wondered where that

even listening to what I’m saying?" Ziva said, snapping her to

"W-what?" Hannah stuttered.

seen Lilian? She’s supposed to be back by now," Ziva asked, a slight frown on her

"No, I haven’t seen—"

speaking

collapsed onto the floor,

in that state. There was blood at the corner of her mouth, and her hair was

"She’s... powerful..." The last word bled out with the same urgency as the red pooling beneath

eyes widened. "She’s