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.

own son hostage? Did she really believe that once she released him, Alaric would

as countless disturbing scenarios ran through

Zara wouldn’t

it was that parents like them would go to terrifying lengths to secure their ambitions even

beside her, cupped

his lips claiming hers with an intensity that knocked the breath out of her lungs. His teeth grazed her lower lip, demanding, and nearly

first, Violet thought this was Roman trying to calm her before the dangerous journey ahead. But as his grip tightened at the back of her neck

a kiss. It

coming with them to the North Pack. This was his way of telling her that even if miles separated them, she was his and he was

lips were swollen, her breathing ragged. Roman said nothing. Instead, his green eyes were locked on hers, fierce and

you both

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

as she glared up at him,

widened his smile. "Oops, my bad," he said lightly, as though he hadn’t just intruded on

smoothing her features into polite neutrality. She

teeth, the

his smug grin faded forever. And to think this man was her uncle—the family she had spent her entire life longing

lot of a commotion. That is why I’ve

you. Violet

no, it was surveillance. He was putting Christian on them like a leash to