Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 553: Arrival At The West Pack

Violet watched as the jet knifed through a ceiling of clouds and descended toward the private strip, her hand clammy and her heart pounding.

It had finally begun, the final plan that would decide their fate, and whether they’d reach Alaric.

Thankfully, they hadn’t been subjected to Elijah’s insufferable presence. The other Alphas had been the ones to endure that torment, giving Violet and her mates the chance to rest and save up their energy for what lay ahead.

But now, her nerves were at an all-time high, not just because of the plan, but because of the thought of seeing Asher again.

The original plan had been to never even make it to the West. Yet here they were, and Violet couldn’t stop the fear twisting in her chest.

What if the West Pack had changed Asher? What if being here had dragged him back into the darkness he’d fought so hard to escape?

Selfish guilt gnawed at her. The thought of leaving him behind in this place while she went to search for Alaric felt like betrayal.

But there was no choice. Violet’s instincts kept pricking at her, and she had always trusted them.

What unsettled her most was how calm Alpha Caspian seemed. He wasn’t worried about his son at all, certain that Alaric was safe in his mother’s care.

Either Caspian trusted his wife far too much, or he was a brainwashed fool.

Zara had never liked her, and Violet wasn’t naïve enough to forget that. The fact that Alaric hadn’t called her, or even reached out to his cardinal brothers was a warning sign all on its own.

Moreover, Micah had sent her a response earlier that day. According to him, information was tight in the North Pack right now, but one thing was certain — Alaric was being held against his will by his mother.

was Zara thinking, holding her own son hostage? Did she really believe that once she released him, Alaric would simply forgive her and fall back in line? Unless, of course, she planned to threaten

Violet groaned, rubbing her temples as countless disturbing scenarios ran through

Zara wouldn’t go that

it was that parents like them would go to terrifying

Roman, who was sitting beside her, cupped

hers with an intensity that knocked the breath out of her lungs. His teeth grazed her lower lip,

But as his grip tightened at the back of her

just a

with them to the North Pack. This was his way

swollen, her breathing ragged. Roman said nothing. Instead, his green eyes were locked on hers, fierce and aching, communicating everything his mouth wouldn’t say—at least not

both so

glass. Violet and Roman’s heads snapped up, and there he was—Elijah, standing over them with that insufferable,

golden eyes burned as she glared up at

shameless as ever, only widened his smile. "Oops, my bad," he said lightly, as though he hadn’t just intruded on a moment that

in her chest, smoothing her features into polite neutrality. She couldn’t afford to cross the line with

nothing," she lied through her teeth, the words tasting like ash in her

until his smug grin faded forever. And to think this man was her

a commotion. That is why I’ve decided to leave

fuck you. Violet

Elijah’s words. This wasn’t care or protection, no, it was surveillance. He was putting Christian