Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 556

Chapter 556: The Righteous Son

Asher knew the moment Elijah’s phone rang that the hornet’s nest had been poked. He didn’t so much as blink, his expression perfectly neutral, and body language betraying nothing as Elijah lifted the phone to his ear.

"Hello?" Elijah answered, sounding almost bored.

With his keen hearing, Asher caught the faint words from the other end, "They’re gone."

For the briefest moment, a flicker of annoyance crossed Elijah’s face, and then it was gone. "Is that so?" he said quietly, the edge beneath his tone unmistakable. "Hold onto him. We’ll arrive soon."

Asher knew exactly who him was.

Roman.

And judging by Elijah’s tone, whatever awaited his brother wasn’t going to be pleasant.

Yet Asher didn’t so much as twitch. He sat there with his hands relaxed, his posture casual, and his expression practically carved from ice. He gave Elijah nothing to read.

Elijah ended the call and slowly set the phone aside. Then, deliberately, he turned his head toward Asher.

Asher met his gaze without flinching.

For several long, suffocating heartbeats, they simply stared at one another. The tension was thick and electric, the air between them almost crackling with heat. At that moment, they were two predators circling each other in silence.

Then, without warning, Elijah’s face split into a wide, twisted grin. A chuckle escaped him, building until it became full-blown, raucous laughter. It went on and on until tears streaked his face.

"This..." Elijah gasped between peals of laughter, "this is going to be fun."

turned back to the front, still laughing as though someone had

exterior, his hand shook slightly. He thought he had the situation under control. Still, one could never truly predict the

lingering in the

they saw as

heads in deep reverence

to a halt, and the loud thunk-thunk of doors opening and slamming shut reverberated across

still exchanging formal greetings with the high-ranking members of the West Pack

snarl rent the

was resisting violently as Christian slammed him face-first against the hood of a car, his arm twisted painfully behind his back. His muscles strained as his body writhed like a coiled serpent,

on here?!" Alpha Leon stormed forward. His chest heaved with rage

grip iron-tight, his expression cold and unyielding. Roman snarled again, the sound guttural

deadly growl. "You’d better unhand my son right

raised his head, his own wolf

he snarled

by the answer. The glow in his eyes faltered, confusion and disbelief twisting his face. Slowly, he turned toward Elijah,

the meaning of this, Your Majesty?" Leon demanded, his voice trembling

beta and aided Griffin and their mate, Violet, in escaping

his voice breaking

had shut the link between them. The meaning was clear: Roman didn’t

in Leon’s eyes. How could his son shut him out like this? How could Roman take such a reckless risk and not keep him informed? This wasn’t just betrayal he felt, no, it was deep gnawing fear twisting inside his chest. He

do you mean Griffin and Violet are gone?" Irene asked, her tone laced with confusion so convincing it was almost believable. Well, almost,

his voice dangerously calm, "that you, Irene, had no idea your children were planning

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