Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 572: Elijah’s Intention

"Griffin Hale and Violet Purple are in the North pack," Christian reported to him.

Elijah’s eyes narrowed. "Go on."

"It took a lot of confirming on my side," Christian continued, "but it’s true. Violet is now mated to Alaric Storm. She currently bears three bonds with your heirs."

"Impossible!" Elijah shot to his feet, shocked. "That can’t be."

"I know, Your Majesty," Christian said quickly. "I could hardly believe it myself. But it has been verified. Some members of the pack were present when it happened.

Apparently, Zara Storm opposed Violet and clashed with Alaric over her. I don’t have all the details yet, but from what I’ve gathered, they personally witnessed the mating process, and saw the rune appear on Violet’s body with their own eyes."

Elijah didn’t show even a trace of emotion at the news that his heir and Violet had mated in front of the North pack. No, they could mate in front of the entire world and he wouldn’t so much as blink.

What truly stunned him was the third bond.

A freaking third bond.

No one in the entire history of werewolves had ever possessed three bonds. This wasn’t just rare — it was an abnormality. Where others foolishly called it a blessing, Elijah saw it for what it was: something dangerous. Whether this anomaly would ultimately benefit him or destroy everything he’d built, he couldn’t say yet.

Slowly, Elijah sat back in his seat. His earlier agitation vanished, and was replaced by a calculated calm as he stroked his jaw, deeply in thought. "So Violet Purple is collecting my heirs, one after the other."

"That seems to be the case, Your Majesty," Christian replied carefully.

Elijah’s gaze sharpened. "Have you found anything about her mother? Who is she? What is she?" he emphasized.

no clue. Your brother, Angus, has always kept a low

health checkups, her blood caused complications. According to their report, Violet’s blood spoiled almost instantly after being drawn. It branded her a freak, and eventually, they gave up trying. They had no choice but

creature whose blood spoils the moment it’s drawn?" Elijah murmured, thinking. "Definitely not a werewolf. Perhaps a witch? Her blood could have been spelled, hidden

out. "Relationships that tight are built on shared secrets.

Roman, and Alaric would never speak. Not when they see me as a threat to her. As her mates,

a word," Christian finished, the words slipping out before he could

brushing off the apology with ease. "Asher would keep his silence, even with a knife at his throat. And if my memory serves me, he once had

with anticipation. "What would

to be mated next, they’ll return to the West pack soon enough." A cold smile touched his lips. "And when they do, we’ll have ourselves

do, Your Majesty?" Christian asked, burning with curiosity. "Would you

mine or Angus’s. That will

that evening, Caspian had excused himself, claiming a family emergency that required his

actions, and Caspian is a spineless fool, completely under the thumb of his wife. I want every detail about the confrontation between Zara and Violet. Find out what happened, Christian. Leave

to the bottom of it," he promised

slightly, perhaps from the excess

Your Majesty?" Christian offered, but the glare Elijah sent his way

Elijah despised, it was even the smallest sign

Christian said instead, bowing

golden ring and placed it carefully in its case. He peeled

that after such a long day, sleep would come easily. But when Elijah returned to

pulled out his phone and placed a

even be awake? Most of all, would