Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 638: The Watchers

Violet Purple had assumed Roman was in the shower and would step out any second.

But even after her orgasm—yes, those screams, and thank you very much, her mates had done a damn good job cleaning her plate—she knew something was very, very wrong.

Roman would never miss an opportunity like this. Never.

This was Roman Draven they were talking about, for moon’s sake—the same guy who could sense her hunger from miles away and show up grinning.

So where the hell was he?

Violet sat up at once, still panting as she asked, "Have you guys seen Roman this morning? Wasn’t he in the bathroom with you?"

Asher’s brows furrowed immediately. "Isn’t he usually taking solace in your bosom?"

Instinctively, Violet looked down. Her breasts were already bare from the entire situation, but there was no sign of Roman anywhere.

Just to be sure, she stood up and stripped completely, scanning herself.

"He’s not here, is he?" Violet said, spinning around slowly so they could confirm she wasn’t hiding a certain sneaky reptile anywhere.

Alaric coughed, his face bright red. "No, he’s not."

He wasn’t the only one affected. There was also the dark, smoldering look in Asher and Griffin’s eyes. For a second, no one breathed.

Then, as if realizing they were all thinking the same sinful thought, their gazes collided, and each of them instantly looked away, pretending to be unbothered while subtly adjusting their trousers.

This was so not the time. Roman, that little fucker seems to be missing, they needed to focus on that.

for Roman through the bond and there he was,

even mean? How could he

Alaric. "You kept watch last night.

think I fell asleep at one point. But as

him a sharp look. "How can you be sure of that when

Griffin interjected, "We all know Roman has a habit of exploring." He made air

sighed. "He’s not wrong. And Lila mentioned that the house is sentient and responds to

in the first place," Asher muttered. His tone made

Alaric said. "Why take Roman? I mean, no offense, he’s not the brightest of us

roof on

the door wanted to incur her wrath,

and tense, knowing someone was

Roman has a habit of ’exploring’..." He mimicked Griffin’s air quotes, "he should be back by now. There’s no way that

"He’s safe and content, if I even understand

danger, which is a relief," Asher nodded, though he didn’t look entirely convinced. "We just need to figure out what kind of trouble he got himself

Griffin said, crouching near the corner and sniffing like a bloodhound. "The

I smell it too," Alaric agreed, straightening,

on his own," Violet breathed, shakily. "That’s not encouraging

uncharted territory and Roman was a walking trouble

they weren’t too

morning, Princess,"

or Lilarin, whatever her full Fae name was — striding toward them. She wasn’t alone. One of the guards from last night walked beside her,

a female female, who were known for their willow-like grace, she was tall and broad-shouldered, with long green hair pulled into a single thick braid clasped by white pins. From the armor she wore and the way she moved,

like Violet, she was sizing

Princess, for not introducing myself last night. I’m Rhara, Captain of the Royal Guard, sworn to

pride, as if waiting for someone to applaud her for producing

cold. "Good. Because my