Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 562: Where Was Alaric?

Chapter 562: Where Was Alaric?

Micah hadn’t been kidding, the North Packhouse was locked up tight. Guards were stationed at every corner, their eyes tracking every movement. It was so heavily secured that one might mistake it for the president’s residence.

It took over thirty minutes before they finally reached the North Packhouse. Along the way, Griffin had been forced to stop for some impromptu shopping and buy clothes that would fit Violet’s current form.

Technically, she wasn’t Violet right now. She was Oscar, Griffin’s beta.

And gods, it was weird.

Violet was still trying to come to terms with the fact that she was currently juggling a dick between her legs. A freak accident, one she knew she was never going to recover from mentally.

She was just grateful Griffin had stopped teasing her about her awkward walking stance. Now that she’d gotten used to it, she had fully embraced her temporary identity.

When they finally stepped inside the packhouse, Violet was struck by how empty it felt. The halls were quiet and for a moment she wondered if Zara had deliberately sent all the pack members away. Or maybe the North’s packhouse was simply different.

Traditionally, a packhouse was meant to house the most important members of the pack — the Alpha, their family, the Beta, Gamma, and other key wolves — so that leadership could remain close and united, ready to act at a moment’s notice. It was the heart of the pack’s territory, and always always buzzing with activity.

Times had changed, of course. Most wolves now lived in their own homes scattered across the territory, districts and the packhouse functioned more like a political center and stronghold than a communal home.

But still, no packhouse ever felt this empty.

As they crossed into a massive foyer, Griffin suddenly turned to her, or rather, to Oscar.

"Wait here," he ordered.

The guard leading them stopped, frowning slightly in confusion.

"I want to speak with Zara privately," Griffin explained.

The guard gave a short nod, clearly not suspicious, and led Griffin further inside.

Now Violet was left alone with two silent guards who stood at the far end of the room. They didn’t even speak or look at her. They just stood there like statues, which suited Violet perfectly.

She used the moment to study her surroundings. The foyer was grand, with towering pillars and two sweeping staircases leading up to the higher levels. Multiple hallways branched off in different directions. Violet mentally mapped them out, taking note of the narrow corridor to the east that would lead to the servants’ wing, another hallway toward the west that seemed less guarded.

Five minutes ticked by. Violet intentionally shifted her weight restlessly. Finally, one of the guards’ eyes landed on her.

"What’s wrong?" he asked stiffly.

and grimaced. "Uh... bathroom? I really need to

a look, clearly baffled by the request. It was as if they

respond, Violet exaggeratedly

just take a piss right

one of them barked, panic breaking his

his companion. "Kelvin,

under his breath, clearly annoyed, but stepped forward. "Fine.

smile, obediently

the lack of decorative touches, Violet guessed they were headed toward the servants’ wing. A

stopped in front of the

it and jerked

wait here," he

was small, and she shut the door halfway,

stance relax as he leaned against the

was what

fast. She swung the door open and lunged at him. Kelvin’s eyes widened at the sudden attack, but he reacted

was strong as a man. He twisted his body, throwing Violet against the tiles so hard her breath whooshed

he snarled, reaching

all her strength. Kelvin grunted but didn’t go down. He swung a vicious punch at her and she barely blocked it, pain jolting up her arm. For a terrifying moment, Violet thought she would

Alaric got her going. This

she drove her elbow into his ribs, then used his brief stagger to leap onto his back. Kelvin roared, thrashing wildly, and slamming her into the stall

spots danced in her vision.

throat, she locked her legs tight

and stumbling backward in a desperate attempt to dislodge her. But Violet held on with sheer will, her muscles screaming with the effort. His movements grew sluggish, then stopped

gasping. Her body shook from adrenaline. She stumbled to the sink and caught herself, then froze when she saw the

in front of her, it healed up. Seeing that sent a strange thrill through her. She

was no time to

out of the bathroom, knowing it won’t be long before the other guard comes to check the reason for the delay. She hugged the walls,

slid beneath long curtains as the guards passed, her heartbeat so

the steps two at a time, she emerged on the

quiet, lined with ornate doors and thick carpets that

low,

into a side passage when she heard

they were gone, Violet sprinted the last stretch. Her heart was pounding fast, while her muscles tense. She knew finding Alaric wouldn’t be easy, but no one told her she’d be moving around like a ninja. Violet swore