Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 554: See Their King

"Your Majesty." Asher didn’t kneel and inclined his head the exact amount tradition demanded and not a fraction more.

"It’s an honor to have you here at the West Pack." His face was unreadable, a mask of perfect stoicism that gave nothing away.

Elijah answered. "I couldn’t have missed this for anything in the world. It’s only right that I pay my respects to your father, Alpha Henry, especially knowing he died a hero."

His words sounded sincere, but the barb beneath them was obvious. Elijah was poking, prodding, and testing Asher.

Asher felt the sting, but he didn’t flinch. His tone was calm but cutting. "You’re right. I may never be able to surpass my father’s record when I take my place as Alpha."

Tension rippled between them.

Elijah studied him, twisted amusement gleaming in his eyes. Asher Nightshade wasn’t bowing — he was matching Elijah step for step, turning his game back on him. They were two predators circling, neither willing to bow first.

For a moment, both men simply stared at each other. Elijah’s black orbs locked onto Asher’s slitted gray eyes without a hint of fear. Those eyes had made countless wolves bow their heads, and had forced even the boldest to look away, but not Elijah.

His powers were not effective on him.

Slowly, Elijah stepped forward, his presence commanding, until he stopped before the line of West Pack alphas.

At once, they dropped to their knees, heads bowed low in perfect unison as they called out, their voices ringing like a single echo.

"Welcome to the West Pack, Your Majesty!"

pleased by the flawless display

with a nod, "is why I’ve always loved the

moved. He remained upright, his gaze fixed

then," Elijah murmured, tilting his head ever so slightly toward Asher.

line the moment

Asher said with a clipped tone before turning

dynamic shifted. Elijah walked directly beside Asher, both men at the head of the group. The line of West Pack alphas immediately filed in behind Elijah, their steps in perfect

folded up with a hydraulic

black luxury SUVs stood in a perfect line. Their tinted windows glimmered under the sun, reflecting the expanse of the runway. A handful of

largest and most lavish SUV, clearly reserved for Elijah. As they reached it, two of Asher’s guards stepped forward, opening the doors with flawless

entered first, claiming the far end of the plush leather back seat, his movements

of Asher’s security guards slid into the passenger seat, while the driver — already

life one after the other. Asher had clearly gone

formation, gliding down the narrow runway road.

Your Majesty," Asher observed, his

brothers and their precious mate." His voice carried a note

Your Majesty," Asher replied, not bothering to hide the sarcasm in his

heard by now that your ex-girlfriend is bound to Roman. That must sting, knowing the goddess didn’t even consider you

didn’t flinch outwardly, but the tight flex of

do not question the will of the goddess,"