Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 542: About Violet

Violet stood her ground. "No, I don’t need to revise a word I uttered."

"Then you’ll indulge my creativity." Vincent slid a photo across the table, the grainy drone shot showing nothing but a pale crater and smoke curling from the wound in the earth. "Explain this without lying."

"You mean explain it without the weapon you didn’t find?" Roman countered.

"We didn’t find a weapon because it wasn’t one. This was obviously an energy event. One we don’t have a file for."

"Then start a new file," Violet said coolly.

"That’s what I’m doing," Vincent replied, "but none of you seem willing to cooperate."

"Cooperate on what? An energy event?" Violet told him. "What’s that got to do with me, a human? Do I look like Patrick, the scientist?"

"Good one, little mate." Griffin complimented her, only to turn and glower at Vincent. The man was beginning to get on their nerves.

Vincent shifted his attention immediately.

"His Highness, Micah, you rescued them. What did you see?"

Micah answered without emotion. "I didn’t see anything. I only felt the heat rising fast and did what I had to do, Commander."

That response irked Vincent and his voice rose. "Then tell me this, if you did what you had to do, why didn’t you rescue Henry?"

The air went taut.

in Micah’s

the blast. But not Henry Nightshade. Why?

out from his palm. They slammed against the table and snapped toward Vincent

a curse, his pen clattering to the floor as he staggered

move was all it took for you to defend only yourself and not even his

told Vincent he’d just fucked

you think you can do it, Commander, raise your hand." His

merciless. Vincent’s jaw worked tight, but his hand never

looked like he was trying not to clap.

burned with humiliation, his jaw working, but still he couldn’t counter. Anything he said now would

straightened, turning to Elijah with a half-bow. "Forgive me, Your Majesty. My temper was misplaced. I only meant to prove a

defiance. "But I’ll say this, I came here for a party,

even hesitate. With a flick of his hand, he dismissed

shallow bow, his expression unreadable, and left

you came here for our statements. We’ve given them. We were attacked. We survived. Henry died fighting. Adele healed me. Micah extracted us. We came home. Is there a question

Vincent’s eyes slid to Griffin, it was obvious the man was still seething from Micah’s little display. His voice was gruffly

your testimonies line up well enough. The timelines match and the details overlap. But there

It means you’re not as thorough as

down. "And you claim the reason you left the scene was because

lifted Violet’s hand, their fingers intertwined, and kissed the back of it with a grin. "The

word

card," Roman

gaze slid to Violet.