Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 565: Skin Him Alive

Oh, shit. She was still in Oscar’s body.

Violet’s thoughts raced as Ace’s suspicious gaze burned into her. She cleared her throat at once.

"I mean..." she corrected quickly, "Violet sent me. Griffin is here too."

At the mention of Griffin’s name, Ace’s suspicion vanished immediately. If anything, his eyes lit up with hope, his earlier confusion melting away as if it never existed.

"He’s here?" he asked, almost desperately.

"Yes," Violet said, nodding her head. But there was only one question pounding through her head.

"Where’s Alaric?" she demanded.

As if the universe itself answered her, there was the unmistakable crash of something heavy falling over. Violet’s head whipped toward the sound just in time to see a figure stumbling from behind a towering stack of crates.

Alaric.

For a second Violet couldn’t move, her eyes trained on Alaric, or rather what had become of him.

His usually clean, refined presence was gone, replaced by a sluggish, barely coherent version of himself. The shirt he wore was dampened with sweat, his whitish blonde hair tangled while his eyes were glassy and unfocused. His bare feet dragged across the cold floor as he tried to steady himself, each breath visibly ragged

Violet’s heart shattered.

that to him, she wasn’t Violet. She

all over his face. "Oscar?" His voice was

ran, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. She threw her arms around Alaric, catching him before his legs could give out completely. The force of the embrace nearly toppled them both, but she held

so good?" His words tangled together

buried his face in the crook of her

shaky laugh bubbling from his throat like

both impressed that he had recognized her beneath the disguise and furious at the state he

against the tender skin at his throat. It wasn’t until she reached his wrist that she froze, her stomach twisting. It was barely there but

Alaric’s hand like it was evidence, demanding

been frozen by the bizarre exchange between them moments ago, snapped to attention when

it’s not me!"

Violet thundered. "What

mouth but only stammered, tumbling over words that

lower, her wolf bleeding through her

words tumbling out in a rush. "Alaric attacked her when he found out she brought him back to the North pack. Alaric has always been loyal to her, to

freezing her blood. She went completely still, so still that even Ace paused, nervous at the

spoke, her voice carried

by resetting his memory?" Her eyes were raw and red, rage simmering

swallowed hard. For some reason, Oscar — or what he thought was Oscar — was terrifying

"Speak!" she snapped.