Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 520: The Alpha King’s Welcome

"Can someone shut him up, please?" Aeron finally spoke, his voice a growl as he pressed harder on the accelerator, putting more distance between them and Christian’s trailing car.

And that was the crack Griffin had been waiting for. His unflappable father, the man who could face down enemies without blinking, finally snapped under the one force of chaos no wolf alive could handle: Roman Draven. Even Asher couldn’t stomach him for long, and that said everything.

Roman, of course, looked positively delighted at the outburst. "As you wish, Dad Deluxe."

Through the rear-view mirror, Aeron gave him a stare like he was trying to decide if Roman was a wolf or some new species of pestilence. Griffin hid the grin tugging at his lips, while Violet prayed they survived the car ride before Roman got them killed with his mouth.

Thankfully, Roman went quiet after that, and Aeron seized the chance to speak seriously.

"Now listen up," he said, voice sharp. "As far as anyone’s concerned, Alpha Henry died in the explosion set off by Patrick Vale. Are we clear?"

"Clear as day," Griffin answered without hesitation.

"Yes, Aeron," Violet answered.

"Yes, Dad," Roman added smugly.

Aeron cut him another look but let it slide.

After a beat, he asked again, slower this time. "Is there anything else I need to know?"

a silent firing squad warning him to keep his mouth shut. If Aeron had nearly wrecked

at

answer. For a man desperate to silence Roman, he

at hand?"

"Your mother is waiting for us at Elijah’s residence. Apparently, everyone is waiting

instantly at the news. "Is my

moment he said nothing else, then he added, "You have nothing to worry about. Your mother and I have everything in control.

thought passing between them. This was a good thing. With everyone headed down to the

"When we arrive, make sure either Griffin or Roman is always with you. Don’t

harder than she expected. Aeron didn’t even know who she truly was, yet he was already cautious. That alone

her unease first, his hand closing over hers. Roman followed suit, catching her other hand, the

first

a smirk, "We’d die for you, little mate." He even wiggled his brows in that

the ride

King’s estate came into view. The gates were already open, as if they had been

mapping exits without thinking. She flexed her shoulders, feeling that restless pull again—the phantom weight of her wings itching to break free. The urge to fly pressed against her bones and she pushed it down

bond between wolf and man. Unfortunately, it was too risky. She could feel her wolf, slumbering beneath her skin, restless and waiting for her to take the first move. Violet already knew

Griffin right behind, and then Roman, who didn’t wait a second before turning to