Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 628: Visit My Brother

Duskmoon Hollow

There was nothing but silence, the advisors looking at Angus for an answer.

Angus finally spoke. "Those are just pups. They don’t hold a candle to me."

"Four powerful pups," Ziva muttered.

"I’m powerful too."

"But you’re just one. There’s strength in numbers,"

Of course, while Ziva appeared concerned for her father, the truth remained she only wanted a reason to get rid of Violet.

Angus looked at her, his tone calm but firm. "I understand your concern, but I cannot make a move against them. They’re mated to Violet, at least three of them are. And if you’ve ever experienced the loss of a mate..." There was emotion in Angus’s voice now, as if he were speaking from experience.

"...it’s enough to make one lose their mind. If I’m going to use Violet, I need her mind intact. Not to mention, this bond is necessary. The only way to control this powerful daughter of mine is through her mates."

At last, Angus revealed why he wasn’t bothered about Violet’s growing powers.

Unlike the advisors, who were clearly impressed with his reasoning, Ziva felt completely defeated. No matter how much she fought, Violet was too damn lucky.

Angus, of course, wasn’t blind to Ziva’s intent. He admired her ruthlessness, but her emotions often clouded her judgment. Still, she was useful, and for now, she’d do just fine.

Angus instructed, "Jericho, gather the witches. Have them locate Patrick and place a cloaking spell on him."

"Of course, Your Majesty," Jericho replied with a respectful bow.

Angus straightened. "That will be all for now. You may leave."

filed out of the

you, Ziva. I

with pride. But tonight, she had been nothing but humiliated since

who stood with her hands

Father?" Her

lifted a brow at her tone. Women and their need for drama. Still, he needed her, and he could indulge her when necessary. Besides,

"You’re angry," he observed.

didn’t realize my emotions mattered since my opinions

"So that’s the

her anger, but the apology—rare as

she muttered, reluctant

Angus said, spreading his arms. She

Angus whispered, smiling as he lifted her chin and brushed his lips against hers. But Ziva wasn’t

it. Angus was hers

"Since you felt neglected in the meeting," he began, voice smooth and calculated, "I was hoping you’d do me

Father. Anything you want." She clasped his hands eagerly, her

visit," Angus said, his tone

Layla. They’ll

said, satisfied. "I’ll be

of the

of course Ziva stood over him. The eldest sister held a small bowl filled with a strange dark paste. She dipped her fingers into it and smeared the mixture across Angus’s forehead, drawing a crooked symbol while muttering a string of incantations under

sleep now, Father," Ziva

obeyed, his eyes

their help as if she hadn’t physically assaulted her just hours ago. Layla resented her sister with every fiber of her being, but defying their father was

reached for a small dagger. The metal glinted sharply under

"Hand," she ordered.

under her breath, but Ziva had already moved on to Lauren, who