Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 558: Oscar? Violet?

Jeremiah hadn’t been kidding, the cold here stung the cheeks and brought tears to the eyes. The moment they disembarked from the chopper, they were swallowed by a crystal-white field, the snow so deep it reached up to their knees.

Violet shivered violently as they trudged through it, each step crunching underfoot. The mid-day sun hung overhead, pale and weak, casting a dull light that made the world feel like it was already evening.

"So..." Violet’s breath puffed white in the air, "I was thinking about our plan."

Griffin glanced at her, his grip tightening protectively around her hand as he guided her forward. "What about the plan?" His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it — a subtle readiness to adapt if needed. If Violet would let him, he’d gladly carry her on his back, but he knew better. Her stubborn independence wouldn’t allow it.

Violet hesitated, biting her lip before blurting out, "What if you didn’t need to sneak me in at all?"

Griffin froze mid-step, boots sinking deeper into the snow. Slowly, he turned to face her, his brows furrowing. "What?"

Closing the space between them, Violet looked up at him with a spark of determination in her eyes. "I’ve been thinking about this since the ride. If I can glamour myself to look human, what if I can glamour myself to look like someone else entirely?"

Her voice quickened with excitement, even as her teeth chattered. "I mean, come on. From all the books I’ve read, Fae are tricksters. Illusions, mimicry, that kind of magic runs deep in our blood. Why shouldn’t I be able to use that to our advantage?"

Griffin tilted his head, unsure. "I don’t know, Violet. I guess it’s possible. But these powers are still new to you, and I don’t know what it will cost to pull that off."

"But I can still try. Please." Her eyes pleaded with him, full of stubborn determination and raw hope.

Griffin sighed. Unfortunately, he could never refuse her anything.

"Fine, you can try. But the moment you show even the slightest sign of distress, I’m pulling you out. I mean it."

so bright it seemed to shame

"Fine," she agreed eagerly.

preparing for battle. Alright, she told herself, this is how it

of her mind. Then, she

she wasn’t prepared for

Violet gasped, her body trembling as sweat broke across

of her ragged breathing. The groans grew louder, her face twisting with agony. She looked like she was

moving toward her. "I said we’d

reached for her, but an unseen force lashed out violently, slamming into his chest. Griffin was thrown backward, hitting the frozen ground with bone-jarring impact. The breath was

up at the gray sky. "I should’ve known better than to agree

water beneath the surface. Her arms stretched first, bones lengthening until they no longer felt like her own. The sleeves of her coat split at the seams, fabric shredding as her muscles swelled, cords twisting and bulging

changes wracking her body. She crashed into the snow, her knees sinking deep into the freezing powder.

pops echoing through the silent field as her back broadened, her chest expanding. It felt as though

her wolf Thalia, howling with confusion in the back of her

when she lifted her head, what met him was

asked in

tiredly, her voice rough. "It’s still me,

tried to stand but staggered, and

I expected," she muttered. Even while speaking, her voice

was skeptical now, his brows furrowed. "Are you sure