Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 551: DNA Test

The moment Violet saw Elijah standing beside the sleek black limousine at the entrance, she knew their plan had just gone to hell.

"Ahh, just the couples I was looking for," Elijah’s eyes lit up, assessing them. "Come, we’re riding together to the airport."

Violet, Roman, and Griffin exchanged a glance. This wasn’t just bad news, it was a nightmare.

"Your Majesty, that is so kind of you," Violet said, forcing a flattering smile through clenched teeth. "However, my mates and I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you. We already—"

"Are you refusing a king’s order, Violet?" Elijah’s voice dropped, cold and dangerous, his gaze pinning her at the spot.

"Of course not," Violet said quickly, her tongue burning with all the curses she wanted to hurl at him. Instead, she bit down hard on her lip.

This man was a grade A asshole, and she wanted nothing more than to claw that smug expression off his face.

"Just give me the word and I’ll do it for you," Thalia growled in her mind, her hackles up. Somehow, with Violet’s emotions running high, the wolf had burst past the mental barrier she had locked her in.

"Back down, Thalia," Violet hissed silently.

"Ugh, you’re no fun,"

Thalia sulked. "I’m itching for a fight. Sadly, he’s not even worthy of me. Still, let me put this arrogant loser in his place."

"Loser or not, he holds our lives in his hands. You so much as breathe wrong at him, and we both lose our pretty head," Violet snapped.

A low reluctant growl rumbled through her mind. "Fine. I’ll claw out his eyes another time."

Before Violet could reply, Thalia slipped back into slumber, leaving Violet rattled.

even listening to me?" Elijah’s sharp voice yanked her back to reality. His brow was

at her human body. She’s often overwhelmed." He slid his arm protectively around Violet’s waist. "Of course,

humans should never be bound by a matebond, let alone two.

seethed internally,

human. Violet couldn’t help but feel for Luna Beatrice, who had no choice but to put up with this werewolf garbage for a husband.

into the limousine, his power filling the air — or maybe it was

no choice but to follow, her jaw tight, knowing their escape had just gone

polish and rich leather. Roman and Griffin took their usual positions beside her, instinctively forming a protective wall, like two

pale lavender leather seats

glowing with soft purple and blue lights. Rows of crystal glasses sat neatly arranged, and a silver bucket filled with ice

that made it

perfectly positioned like a king on his

into the bucket, uncorked the champagne with a loud pop, and poured himself

twisting in a way that made the tension worse. Right now, they were like sheep before

didn’t hesitate. "No, thank you. It’s too early for a drink," he turned it down, his deep

clearly unfazed. "Your loss," he replied, raising the glass in a mock

smooth melody filled the limousine as it rolled forward, signaling the

awkward and boring as

King. Roman, for once, was quiet, his thumbs moving over his own screen.

comfortable, Violet," Elijah said

"Huh?" Violet blinked.

the

when I’m trapped in a box with a bastard like you? Violet

fakest smile. "It’s just my first time riding with the Alpha King.