Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 524: Report Violet

Kill her!

The command thundered through Violet’s head, her wolf’s roar drowning out everything else. That woman had hurt their mate, and

now, she would pay!

Violet barely had a chance to brace herself before the fury crashed over her, drowning out every human thought. She was gone, swallowed whole by her wolf’s will.

How dare she! The wolf seethed. She was superior. Untouchable. They should be bowing to us, and instead, Alexa dared to harm our mate? She doesn’t deserve to live!

"Let her go now, Violet Purple!"

Leon’s voice thundered with the Alpha command, the kind that bent lower ranking wolves to their knees. Not to mention a mere human. However, instead of experiencing tremendous fear, the words rolled off Violet like rain over an umbrella without leaving so much as a dent.

What the... ?

Leon’s eyes widened. That was impossible. No human was impervious to an Alpha’s voice. No human.

He turned immediately to Roman with shock carved across his features, and panic bleeding into his thoughts as they slipped into the mindlink—the mindlink that was supposed to be cause for celebration as father and son communicated mentally as one for once.

What the hell is she? He demanded instead.

Oh shit. Roman let out a shuddering breath, his stomach dropping. His father had just found out Violet wasn’t human. Everything was happening too fast.

were—two werewolves, one an Alpha, the other a Cardinal Alpha—struggling against a "mere human" who

her lips cracked open as she choked on breath that wouldn’t come. Her eyes bulged, wet with veins, and her fingers clawed helplessly at Violet’s arm. Spit mixed with wine at the corner of her mouth as she made rasping, desperate noises that weren’t quite words. She was dying, right there under her daughter-in-law’s

had

let the connection open, he nearly screamed. It was like plunging into a furnace. Her rage scorched everything, searing him with intoxicating heat, and she almost dragged him in with

fire, Roman forced

trembling with fear and demand. For a second, he felt

open with

it. While Leon and Roman strained, Griffin didn’t hesitate. He crossed the room in a blur, and with a strength unique to him,

of a woman teetering on the edge of death. She collapsed into the cushions, the purple fading slowly

until she recognized him. Just like that, the

a sigh that was almost blissful, Violet wrapped her arms and legs

into his chest, utterly docile now, and nuzzling into him like he was her

fell

mouth parted in disbelief. Especially Alexa—still gasping, her throat covered in bruises—looked like she couldn’t

dissolve so easily into

to say something, anything, but they couldn’t risk

said quickly, "I’ll

word, the three of

were on them the moment they stepped out. It was a miracle in itself that no one had rushed into Leon Draven’s quarters after the speed Griffin had used to storm in moments ago. Every instinct screamed at

them did she finally release him. The next second, she shifted, and before their stunned eyes, Violet stood in her