Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 641: Come Back Soon, Roman

Violet had no idea what to expect when she walked into the pixies’ home. She thought there would be some kind of structure or something, anything to show she’d crossed into their world. But the moment they stepped through the barrier, nothing seemed to change.

It was still the same forest. If anything, it seemed like the pixies hadn’t built a kingdom at all. They had simply claimed a piece of the forest as theirs.

And right in the middle of it all, was still Roman lounging on a couch made entirely of blossoms, looking far too comfortable, as if he’d just been crowned their king.

Violet wanted to walk over and drag him out of that flowery throne herself, but it seemed far too easy. And if the Fae had taught her anything already, it was that nothing in this realm ever was easy. There was probably a ward around him, or some sort of charm waiting for her to rush in. She was no idiot.

If she wanted Roman intact, she had to play this smart. If it didn’t go well, well then, rest assured she would erase them out of existence. Violet kept that thought in her mind.

Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait long.

The pixies darted around them in blurs of color and laughter, trails of golden dust shimmering in the air where they passed.

On any other day, Violet might’ve thought them adorable with their tiny faces glowing with mischief, and bright eyes filled with innocent curiosity. But today, all she saw were little predators with glitter for claws.

Lila was the one to speak first, "Show your respect to the Princess."

A chorus of gasps and squeals filled the air, the pixies’ voices overlapping in a dizzying harmony that made Violet’s head spin.

"Ohhh," one of them exclaimed, clasping her tiny hands together. "Look at her! The princess of two worlds finally graces us!"

Another came in close, circling Violet’s head with wings. "Her hair! It’s black—no, purple at the ends! I heard she plucked it straight from the night sky!"

"That’s ridiculous," a third argued, her voice tinkling like a bell. "I heard she’s half beast! Does she snarl when she’s angry? Go on, princess, show us your fangs!"

The others giggled, spinning and swooping in a blur, their laughter both charming and maddening at, once.

"She doesn’t look like a beast," said another with coral-colored hair. "More like a doll. A soft one."

"But fragile things break so easily," a blue-winged pixie whispered with mock innocence, brushing past Violet’s cheek.

Their high, rapid, voices overlapped until Violet could barely tell who was speaking anymore. The pixies didn’t take turns to talk, instead they sang over each other, their curiosity so intense it bordered on insult.

Violet realized they weren’t scared of her. They thought she was fragile? She? Fragile?

At once, when a group of them flew too close, Violet bared her teeth, flashing the very fangs they’d been so curious about.

The effect was instant.

The pixies shrieked dramatically, their high-pitched squeals echoing through the air as they scattered in a flurry. Tiny wings beat furiously as they clung to one another, their faces twisted in comical horror before going to hide behind Ruman as if he could save them from their wrath.

out from behind his leg, whispering, "She does

low growl rumbled

It was Asher.

in him. The way he shifted his weight said he was getting tired of their games. She had to do something before the puppet master took matters into his hand -

"I am Violet Purple, your princess, and I’m here to take back my

tiny gold-haired pixie said, flying close enough for her

sugar and teeth. "But

through the laughter. Left to her own devices, she would have snatched the little thing and dizzy her until she learned some respect. But this was Fae territory, and Fae customs mattered. So she kept her hands to herself, cooling the heat behind her eyes

said confidently, "And that which is why I demand a

once, the gold-haired pixie perked up, her wings flaring with giddy excitement.

their high, musical voices

in relief. At least this was going

golden box with deliberate care. The moment the lid lifted, the air seemed

rippled through the

over her mouth, eyes glimmering with awe, while

"It’s beautiful," one breathed.

"No, divine!" cried another.

of dust. The pearls reflected in their wide, glittering eyes like twin moons caught

the hunger bloom on their faces, their mouths

narrowing just slightly.

was tired of this already. Her patience, stretched thin,

reached for the necklace, she snapped the

that for?" she

pixie’s lips curved into a smug smile. "You trade with the queen’s gift, not yours. It’s not costing you

rose,

with morbid satisfaction, "to make it easy, you can have your mate by day... and we’ll have the serpent at

That did it.

Alaric, and Griffin’s reactions mirrored hers, the air charged with growls and the boom of thunder across the

Violet’s mind. Her expression shifted as a slow, dangerous smile curled her lips.

"You’re right," she said.

gold-haired pixie blinked, startled.

Violet replied smoothly, "We’ll make that

her mates

"Violet—"

"Absolutely not—"

her arm, his eyes blazing. "Don’t even think

yet firm. "Do

that spark in her eyes, that fierce glint of confidence,

muttered darkly. "But if this goes south, I’m burning this whole damn forest