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.

sharp voice yanked her back to reality. His brow was furrowed. "What’s with you

between them. "Forgive her, Your Majesty. Having two bonds pulls at her human body. She’s often overwhelmed."

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

seethed internally, Thalia snarling

for Luna Beatrice, who had no choice but to put up with this werewolf garbage for a husband.

filling the air — or maybe it was just his rotten attitude choking

but to follow, her jaw tight, knowing their escape

of citrus polish and rich leather. Roman and Griffin took their usual positions beside her, instinctively forming a protective wall, like two shields guarding her on both

lavender leather seats stretching along the sides

soft purple and blue lights. Rows of crystal glasses sat neatly arranged, and a silver bucket filled with ice held bottles of champagne, the cold mist rising

that made it look like a

sat alone on a separate seat, perfectly positioned like a king on his throne, his eyes watching them

uncorked the champagne with a loud

of his mouth twisting in a way that made the tension worse. Right now, they

It’s too early for a drink," he turned it down, his deep voice edged

"Your loss," he replied, raising the glass

to play. A smooth melody filled the

awkward and

probably updating his mother that they were riding with the Alpha King. Roman, for once, was quiet, his thumbs moving over his own screen. That left Violet

yourself comfortable, Violet,"

"Huh?" Violet blinked.

so tense..." He dragged the words

wouldn’t I be tense when I’m trapped in a box with a bastard

just my first time riding