Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 623: Fight For His Son

The room fell silent, the tension thick enough to choke on. Caspian felt a great anger swell inside him, and for the first time, he wanted to defy Elijah’s orders.

Then, without warning, the door burst open and Christian stepped in, looking flustered. "Your Majesty," he said breathlessly, "we can’t find Violet Purple."

"What?" Elijah thought he had heard wrong. Then, almost immediately, his cold gaze shifted to Caspian.

Caspian saw that look and went pale. He already knew what the Alpha King was thinking.

"I don’t know where she is," he denied quickly, agitation flickering in his eyes.

Christian added quickly, "Not just her, Your Majesty, both Alaric Storm and Griffin Hale are missing as well."

The light in Elijah’s eyes turned glacial. A muscle ticked in his jaw as he slowly rose to his feet, his dark Alpha aura filling the room.

"What did you just say?" His voice came out cold and lethal.

Even Christian swallowed hard. "I—I can’t find any of the boys, not to mention Violet Purple."

Elijah turned to Caspian. The older Alpha tried to stand tall, but cold sweat rolled down his temples.

"Where are they?" Elijah demanded.

"Are you suggesting I hid them, Your Majesty?" Caspian shot back, meeting his gaze. "Even ten years ago, when you demanded my son be handed over to Patrick for testing, my wife and I obeyed without question. So why would I withhold him from you now?"

long moment, both Alphas locked eyes, neither blinking, the tension suffocating. Then Elijah broke it off and turned to Christian. "Turn the pack upside down. Search every inch of this territory. And contact Irene, tell her that if this is some ploy to undermine my

wish, Your Majesty." Christian bowed quickly and hurried

and Caspian again, and this time, the North Alpha’s pulse pounded as the Alpha King’s

the hell were those kids? What the hell were they

him about their escape beforehand, he could’ve suggested better hiding spots. Now they were out there

they knew what

"Where is

the healing wing, Your Majesty," Caspian answered tightly, resisting the urge to punch him square in the face. How had he never realized until now that Elijah was a bully, and

in his inventions to

miracle no one in the North Pack had challenged his rule, considering how detached he’d been. But perhaps the pack’s prosperity, and a lightning-wielding heir like Alaric, had been enough

wasn’t exactly weak. He just

that ended now. He’d balance both the scientist and the Alpha

first, he’d find his son and his

and Caspian

said without turning, the sharpness in his tone making Caspian stop

the Alpha king around his wife, scratch that, Zara, his ex-wife. But perhaps,

back, listening as his footsteps faded down the hall, silence falling in the room once

seconds later, the door creaked open again, and Ace rushed in, eyes wide

snapped up, and his pulse spiked. He

the arm. He dragged him

Caspian was sure he’d left someone behind to keep watch. And with how that man operated, there was no guarantee someone wasn’t standing right outside that door, eavesdropping. The running water would drown out whatever

Caspian asked lowly,