Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 601: Good Dream

"You should rest your mind, Alpha," the healer told Asher as he kept lifting his head, trying to catch snippets of Roman and Irene’s hushed argument by the doorway.

But Asher was stubborn. Call it instinct, but something was going on. More than once, he caught Roman peering at him, as if trying to ensure he wasn’t listening in. That only made Asher more determined.

He pushed his senses outward, calling on his wolf, straining to tune in when — smack!

The healer’s palm landed hard on his stomach, right above the wound. Pain shot through him, and Asher hissed through his teeth.

"I said rest yourself." The woman fixed him with a disapproving glare, the kind reserved for children caught misbehaving.

"How dare you!" Asher snarled back, his slitted eyes flashing with anger. "I am your Alpha!"

But the older woman was not moved one bit. If anything, she pressed the medicine deeper into the wound.

The arrogance of the boy. Threatening her just because he was now Alpha. He had been in diapers when she was already at the peak of her craft. Tsk. Children these days.

"Yes, there. The medicine is doing its work," she said calmly, as if he hadn’t threatened her at all.

At that, Asher gritted his teeth. He could only endure her rough hands and blame his own cursed luck. Nonetheless, he had to find out what was going on.

He asked her, "What are they talking about?"

"None of your business, young Alpha. You’ve fought your battle and won. You can’t carry the world’s problems on your shoulder. Now let the others share a part of that burden."

Asher groaned, rubbing his temple. He knew it. Something was going on, and they were hiding it from him. He could hear from the woman’s dismissive words.

"You should rest." The healer told him with a tone of finality.

"I can’t rest," Asher said, almost pleading. "Just tell me."

"Don’t worry, you will." The healer said with confidence. "There’s a sleeping draught mixed into the poultice. You don’t have to worry yourself."

"What?"

crawling through his body was the drug already

my life," he

claim him fully, he asked quickly, "Did anyone die?" That had been his first fear. It

Violet’s. The thought of her lifeless made his chest seize. But if anything had happened to Violet, Roman would have felt

importance to you. Now sleep, Alpha Asher. You have a long night ahead

his chest. "Thank

was no fight left in him. He closed his eyes and let the effect of the drug drag him

was why waking to see her in bed with

be a dream, right? Because there’s no way you’d plan a surprise trip back to the West pack, and Roman of all people would leave you with

knowing smile. "Roman would be so delighted to hear you

that escaped his lips. But the laughter died quickly as it dawned on him. "Wait." His tone dipped

back, instead she whispered, "I missed

vanished, leaving behind only raw ache. Though he was still mad—damn her for risking herself like this—but it was drowned by the hollow emptiness her absence had carved in him these

himself. His calloused hands cupped her face, and kissed her hard. It was a silent confession of

against his while her fingers dug into his shoulders,

voice, though rough, carried the softest edge of worry. "Are you

at him. "Didn’t you hear?

he pushed himself up on his elbows. "What? So this is what they didn’t want to tell me?" He looked

here. Griffin gave me

others had hidden something this serious from him. "I’m coming to the North pack first thing tomorrow morning," he said with no

eyes. "This is exactly why they kept the news from you. You might have eliminated Dominic, but there are still others who’d strike the second they sniff weakness. You need to solidify

as possible, and when I’m done..." His eyes locked with hers. "I’ll hurry to the North pack, so we can

Violet held onto

no more dreamwalking," Asher

you wish, Alpha Asher," Violet said with

His hand shot out, tugging her closer, his grin wicked. "Since the mistake’s already been made, we

into the bed,