Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 545: Second Great War

"Whoa, calm down," Micah said quickly, stepping back when Violet’s golden eyes flared and shadows coiled around her palm.

He could take her in a fight, yes, he was skilled, trained, and fast on his feet. But one wrong slip, and Violet’s power would kill him before he even blinked.

"What do you want?" Violet growled, her voice shaking with rage. "To take me to him?"

"No!" Micah blurted. "I stood my ground, I wouldn’t do that!"

Her fury eased, but her guard didn’t drop. "Why?" she asked, scrutinizing him.

"Because I’m not stupid, Violet," Micah said. "You’re the only chance we have against Angus."

"You want me to fight him?"

Micah shook his head. "Not alone. You can’t beat him like that. But Angus is coming for the throne, and you, as his heir, can’t let it happen."

"I’m not the rightful heir," Violet replied. "You are."

"They’ll never accept me. Not in this lifetime. I’m half demon, you’re Fae and strong enough that no one would dare challenge you. You’re the perfect heir."

Violet scoffed bitterly. "Perfect heir? Elijah will kill me the second he finds out what I am."

"I don’t think so," Micah said firmly.

"Why not?"

"If Elijah knows his brother is alive, then he knows he’ll need allies. Angus made him sterile, Violet. He hates him for it. You think that bitterness just comes out of nowhere? He won’t kill you. He’ll use you. You’re a weapon he can aim at Angus. But he’ll never set you free. Elijah loves control too much."

someone’s puppet made her sick. At least Asher had

"That’s not even why

spiked.

what’s next

about our father and that is why you must be careful..." Micah paused, then said. "Because you’re not Angus’s only living

Her stomach dropped. "What?"

seven of

Her jaw fell. "What?!"

was even a bit of light to help her study his face properly to see if this was one of his cruel jokes. But

but it came

her chest, and Violet stumbled back. All this time she thought she was alone. An only child. Now, to find out she had seven

fate fucking

Micah could read her thoughts, he said, "Don’t get flustered, thinking this would be a sweet family reunion. No. Our siblings

talking about?"

little soldiers," Micah said coldly. "I’ve had enough encounters with them over the years to know you should never go easy on them. Don’t even let them in." His mouth twisted, remembering something. "Oh, right. It’s actually eight of them. Your father killed the third one. She rebelled against him and she

killed his own child, but he had roped her other siblings into his madness. A family

asked, you claimed you had no idea where Angus was. And now suddenly, you’re telling me all this? Why? What’s your real

reliable. But then again,

scolded herself. She couldn’t stereotype him because of what

children. And I wouldn’t

Was he indirectly admitting he cared about

the awkwardness could linger, he went on, "As for my sources, don’t forget, I’m still

Violet said flatly,

let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine. I get my information from both the living and the

"Huh?"